
Friday was to be for Healabhal Bheag & Mhor, otherwise known as Macleod's Tables. I'd spotted them last year when walking the Trotternish Ridge and was keen to make closer acquaintance. The morning was hazy, with a white sky but quite warm. We drove up towards Dunvegan, taking a turn off to Orobost and parking at the large parking area on the estate. We walked along the coast, passing a flock of Soay sheep and into some woods, which are partially felled. Good views to the Cuillin Ridge in the distance, though ,arred today by haze. Our first target was another Marilyn, Beinn Bhac-ghlais which was easy enough to incorporate into the round. However, the close-encounters like shape of Beinn na Boineid caught the eye and we decided to head up over that first of all - a steep heathery ascent to a basalt crown. From the summit we could see Bhac-ghlais and Healabhal Bheag beyond.
Tables from the road to Dunvegan



Soay sheep

Misty Cuillin ridge in the distance

Beinn na Boinied


Bhac-ghlais & Healabhal Bheag




A simple drop down then up heathery slopes brought us to the top of Bhac-ghlais. The prow of Healabhal Bheag loomed towards us from here, not looking much like a table from this angle. Downwards and upwards we wended our way and arrived at the trig point. This was my 700th Marilyn. From here it looks quite far to Healabhal Mhor. However we picked up a path that avoided the scree and crags and made for Beinn na h-Uamha then ascended gentle grassy slopes to the flat top of Mhor. We descended to the north-east, initially taking a line on Osdale farm before dropping to the Osdale River where a herd of cows took an unhealthy interest in our presence - we quickly crossed the river and made for the lower slopes of Beinn Bhuidhe, passing the remains of a hill fort and joining the road for a mile or so back to the car. On the way we passed Skye Eco Bells Glamping - "an off-grid luxury camping experience". Fair enough.
Bhac-ghlais

Healabhal Bheag





Mhor from Bheag


Marilyn 700

Healabhal Mhor



Hill-fort

Eco Bells



We returned to the car with plenty of time left - I fancied a fourth Marilyn up at the top of Duirinish - Biod an Athair. It only looked a couple of km each way from the road end at Galtrigill. It was a wee bit further than I anticipated to drive there - 10 miles, past the Three Chimneys (wonder what their vegan option is


Biod an Athair



North Uist in backdrop



Route back to Galtrigill


Sligachan campsite

Saturday was meant to be a day of showers. I decided we'd walk down Glen Sligachan from the campsite and tackle Ruadh Stac, which sits tucked in to the south of Marsco. Cloud was down over the Cuillin Munros, although the Red Cuillin were clear. Again it seemed really quiet - we had left a bit late on account of having our sleep broken by a noisy party in nearby tents who nattered in loud voices til well after 2am - but even so it seemed a bit eerie. Walking past the bulk of Marsco, a hill which has so many guises depending on the angle you view it from, we got our first sight of Ruadh Stac - diminuitive, grassy at the base and reddish stone higher up. Normally a bit of a bog trot to get over after the Allt nam Fraoch Choire but pretty dry today, thankfully. Once onto the rocks there's some fissured quartzite (I think) which provides better footing than the adjacent scree. Up ahead I could see Beinn Hain and beyond that Sgurr na Stri. There's a flattish section then the neck of the hill rises up again. When you almost reach the summit the huge black wall of Clach Glas rises out of nowhere - a superb sight. The top of Bla Bheinn remained under clag for the duration of our visit but Clach Glas and Garbh Beinn were often cloud free. We spend some time on top - I was hankering after continuing on to Sgurr na Stri, but Allison was reluctant to climb that particular summit when clag was down over the Cuillin Ridge and I think she was right - however she's now got herself a summit camp up there when conditions are favourable.

Ruadh Stac



Towards Sgurr na Stri


Marsco

The black wall


Marsco


We descended back into Glen Sligachan and returned to the campsite. It was now after 4 and the weather looked to be deteriorating. I had hoped to get another hill in today - perhaps Ben Lee direct from the campsite, and tentatively considered that after tea, but the wind got up and the rain came down to scupper that particular plan. It rained quite heavily overnight.

South side of Gillean




For Sunday I decided we'd do Ben Lee and Ben Tianavaig - it seemed best to do Lee from Peigheinn a'Chorrain if we were driving round to Camas Tianavaig anyway, plus it was shorter from that direction. We got the tent down inbetween squally showers and drove round the tiny winding road to Peigheinn a'Chorrain. We parked at the junction of the two roads and set off over the hillside. Ben Lee is one of those hills with numerous false summits and Allison was not especially impressed by it, especially as we would get soaked on a regular basis from the heavy (but thankfully brief) showers. There are a couple of steep heathery sections then gently rising moorland to gain the summit cairn. The heather was festooned with caterpillars - I think Burnet Moth ones? Sometimes you could catch glimpses of ben Tianavaig sitting like a battleship up the road. Glamaig was everpresent with the higher Cuillin under cover. Eventually we made the summit then tracked back to the car. By this time it was 11.30 - we drove up to Camas Tianavaig and found the picnic tables where we had our lunch looking down the Sound of Raasay.
Looking back at the start

Ben Lee

Beinn Tianavaig

Tombolo

?Burnet Moth caterpillar


Glamaig

Summit looking North

Trotternish/Raasay


One of the steeper heathery sections


Shedding wet waterproof trousers, we set off along the hill path to Tianavaig, which passes to the left of a house gate and leads easily up the mountain, along McQueens Rock, wich drops to the black rocky beach below. Dun Caan was clear across on Raasay. We continued up Tianavaig, with outcrops and storrs becoming ever more impressive - you'd certainly know this hill belonged to the Trotternish Ridge. We got to the trig point, got some good views north up the Trotternish Ridge then decided to descend the same way we'd gone up, given there was a long drive back home to be undertaken. Fortunately it had stayed dry for this hill, although the wind was cold and scoured at exposed skin. A fine weekend overall, showing that you don't need gabbro and scrambles to enjoy Skye.
On the way to Tianavaig



Sound of Raasay






nearing the summit

Dun Caan

Heavy cloud over the Cuillin

Summit Tianavaig


The Storr


