Ascent - 275 on bike and about 1300m on foot
So I had a couple of days off and Dad had indicated he would be free for a jolly. Only a few munros left for him and I want to be with him for them all

Unfortunately I left my phone in a tea room in Kelso, and by the time I had got it back, there was little time for planning, but 2 hills were on the cards - Mhanach and Chreachan. We talked about camping in Glen Cailleach, but the weather forecast looked like it would turn and knowing the reputation of the rivers in the area of swelling up fast, we changed to a day trip in the end, staying in the van near the Dam in Glen Lyon.
Of course those who read my posts regularly will know that I am something of an anti-biker. Not that I have anything against those that do, its just that if I take part in any activity faster than walking I seem to injure myself - badly.


So Tuesday morning came and looked like a scorcher - not good for us, we melt as soon as the temp is in double figures


So we set out, and I was pushing after just a couple of hundred yards - boy does the track go high above the dam, but once I was at the top there was a long descent (taken very gingerly) and managed to get all the way down the loch only having to get off and push a couple of times


We stopped for a rest in Glen Meurain by the ford. River levels were far lower than they had been on a previous visit, but the clegs more vivacious


We carried on for a bit till we got to Tigh Nam Bodach. It was lovely to visit this very special place once again, but again we were chased off by the dreaded clegs..

It was finally time to ditch the bikes, which I wasn't displeased about, my bum was killing me and my thighs were like lead after just 5 miles




The going wasn't too bad - its actually a decent route up this hill. I had intended doing the full traverse the fist time I climbed it, but river levels had made it impossible so I suppose it depends on conditions.

The views opened up and what a viewpoint it is! Absolutely wonderfull playing 'spot the hill' with my dad.. Still can't beat him though




We reached the top before 11AM to find it pretty windy, but we still stopped for a sarnie - enjoying the coolness and the views. It looked a looooong way to Chreachan






Nothing to do but set off and see how we did. It was an easy but boggy descent to the bealach where we were once again plagued by clegs



We did a rising traverse up to Bealach an Aoghlain - easier than it looked, but there were a couple of gullies that were a pain. Lots of deer with young in the area too - I'm sure the deer get redder in the summer..


Once up on the ridge, the walking was easy with a nice baggers path and the view





We had another refuel before the final climb - it was getting windier, but I knew I was burning despite slapping on the sun screen all day. A cheerier air had engulfed us however - all doubts that we would make it gone. Hurrah only four munros to go for Dad now





We didn't stop long at the summit before retracing our steps to the previous col and heading down the burn. I had descended this way before, and I thought it would be kind on dads knees, but it was steeper than I remembered. Further down I crossed the burn and enjoyed views of waterfalls, while dad traversed into the glen high above me.
There were several cool, tasty springs to rehydrate along the way




We didn't meet up again until we were back at the bikes. I arrived first and had got comfy lying across the track. Couldn't be bothered moving but knew I couldn't take much more of this sun..
After a wee rest we took to our saddles and boy was I suffering - My bum was so bruised from the mornings cycle, I could hardly sit in the saddle, and even a slight incline was enough to have me off my bike. My thighs felt like lead


We were absolutely knackered when we got back - no sore feet, but was very sore to sit down, burnt legs so sore to bend my knees, we were badly dehydrated, my thighs were dead and even my arms were sore from the bike so another night in the van before home.

This morning we awoke to find our area had been mobbed by a bunch of highland cows, the calves of which found my car very interesting and seemed to enjoy licking it while I watched with concern from Dads Van


Picked a lovely Dutch couple on the way home who were very interesting - Archaeologists doing the WHW on the way to a dig at the Ring of Brodgar - ended up taking them to Crianlarich which isn't really on the way home, but they were very grateful and had good banter so didn't mind a bit

Top weekend all in all, but I wouldn't expect any more bike n hike reports any time soon. I might of got away with just a couple of bruises this time where I whacked my legs on the pedals, but still not at home going that fast
