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I had long admired the view of Garbh Bheinn from Ballachulish, and in November 1968 between two jobs I decided to have short holiday in the Highlands . I also wanted to visit and explore the old mine at Strontian - from which the element Strontium derives its name, so I crossed the Corran ferry and booked into the Strontian hotel for a few nights.
The weather was good and I took quite a lot of photos of the quite amazing autumn colours
Loch SunartI checked with the hotel about stalking - it was advisable in those days - and was told I could do Garbh Bheinn on the day I had chosen, so I parked on the road which ran right beside the river Tarbert at that time, and set off up the South East ridge. The photos are in the order I took them.
From the 823m sub summit: I think this was the first time I had ever seen a cloud inversionLooking on up to the summit Looking East from the summitMaybe looking down West but i can't find this tiny lochan on the mapLooking back on the way downI followed the same route down, except that near the foot of the ridge i took a more northerly line to the valley floor. As I was walking across the almost flat bog to the car, I noticed something sticking out of the ground. I looked more carefully and realised it was a stick of gelignite

and it had a wire sticking out of it which led to another and another and another and another similar stick
I was standing in the middle of a field of high explosive
WOW! Usain Bolt had nothing on the speed that I got out of there
I made it back to the car panting but unharmed.
I don't imagine contractors today would even be permitted to use explosives, but if they were, there would surely be an exclusion zone of at least 1Km marked by huge amounts of tape etc. In those days however 'Elf and Safety wasn't what it is today
One would like to think that before they blew it all up, the contractors would make at least a cursory glance around to check that the area was clear, but I guess that if some unfortunate hill walker was blown to smithereens and ended up in the foundations of a new highland road well maybe that's the way he would have wanted to go
I still regard it as perhaps my most perilous moment in the hills
PS while writing this report It suddenly strikes me - did I walk through a similar field on the ascent and simply not notice it?