Munro Thirteen
Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2017 3:12 pm
Friday, 16th. July, 1976:
A group of about twenty of us had come up from Manchester to Blair Atholl on the train at the beginning of the school holidays and, having walked up Glen Tilt, stayed at the Tarf Hotel and climbed three Munros, we'd got as far as White Bridge on our fourth day and camped. Today we were to head north towards the Lairig Ghru. Despite our loads of tents, stoves, fuel, food, etc., it was an easy walk in increasingly sunny weather to the Corrour Bothy (which, at that time, was in bad shape with a stinking mud floor) and, after some lunch, we splashed across the Dee and up an open gully onto the summit ridge of Carn a'Mhaim - which I remember as being fun and interesting. After a brief visit to the summit, we made our way down and back across the Dee before the usual business of cooking some supper on our aging primus stoves and turning in for the night.
I was sharing an old Moac tent with two fellow sixth formers - Ian Harris and John Hickey - and, perhaps as these old photos show, we thought ourselves proper mountaineers! At any rate, we were excited at being out in the wilderness; tomorrow we would be climbing above 4,000 feet and, after that, heading north through one of Britain's highest passes.
Next report: https://www.walkhighlands.co.uk/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=9&t=72369&p=349439#p349439.
A group of about twenty of us had come up from Manchester to Blair Atholl on the train at the beginning of the school holidays and, having walked up Glen Tilt, stayed at the Tarf Hotel and climbed three Munros, we'd got as far as White Bridge on our fourth day and camped. Today we were to head north towards the Lairig Ghru. Despite our loads of tents, stoves, fuel, food, etc., it was an easy walk in increasingly sunny weather to the Corrour Bothy (which, at that time, was in bad shape with a stinking mud floor) and, after some lunch, we splashed across the Dee and up an open gully onto the summit ridge of Carn a'Mhaim - which I remember as being fun and interesting. After a brief visit to the summit, we made our way down and back across the Dee before the usual business of cooking some supper on our aging primus stoves and turning in for the night.
I was sharing an old Moac tent with two fellow sixth formers - Ian Harris and John Hickey - and, perhaps as these old photos show, we thought ourselves proper mountaineers! At any rate, we were excited at being out in the wilderness; tomorrow we would be climbing above 4,000 feet and, after that, heading north through one of Britain's highest passes.
Next report: https://www.walkhighlands.co.uk/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=9&t=72369&p=349439#p349439.