
Arriving from Belgium the night before, we camped near the bridge and got up early in the morning because i had planned to do Sgurr a' Mhaoraich, come down, have lunch and then tackle Gleouraich and it's neighbor Spidean Mialach. I was very motivated and the sunny skies over Sgurr a' Mhaoraich gave me that extra push.

We hit the road at 08h00, crossed the bridge and soon got to the point where the track starts. It was easy going all the way to the top. I was happily surprised to see that JF managed to keep up with my pace (which was still an adapted one


A lil bit below the summit there was a wee lil scramble to do but not really worth talking about. Although later on JF and me realized that Elke didn't fancy doing that easy scramble and kept us waiting at the top for quite a while.
Anyway, we got to the top, took some pics and enjoyed the views towards the hills we were planning to do in the afternoon, and the ones on the menu for the day after.
After waiting a long time for the third member of the group, we decided to go down and saw her sitting below the scramble part. Still didn't get it why she didn't get over that part. Anyhow, we continued our descend (same route as the way up, which was not planned like that either, but due to her absence at the top...) and arrived at our campsite at 15h00. I took the car to drive back and pick up Elke who was looking pretty tired. That's where I realized that this whole trip would not turn out the way it was supposed to be.

So we just stayed at the campsite and enjoyed the views and a swim in the cold lake. There were more hills to come so i tried to stay positive.