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After the problems we had on Schiehallion last Saturday where we got soaked and didn't get to the top, we were determined to get out for a wild camp and bag at least one Munro during our week in Deeside. The important criteria were not too long a walk in or out for little legs, and not too much bog as the boots had barely dried out. the MWIS showed there might be a bit of a window of good-ish weather on Wednesday so off we went.
After several days of heavy rain there was quite a lot of mist in the valley in this view across to Aboyne and up towards Glen Tanar
- Morning in Aboyne
After a wee stop in Braemar to buy a handkercheif for a small nose, and a quick detour to see all the rainwater tumbling through the Linn of Dee, we set off from the car park at Inverey about 11.30am, following the track up the East side of the glen. the track up the west side does not continue very far up the Glen Ey and the bridge shown on the OS map at NO086884 no longer exists. It's not shown on the Harveys map which my husband has.
- lower part of Glen Ey
This was an excellent track which we followed almost to the ruined croft at Auchelie. Before reaching the croft we struck off up the hillside to our right and cut off the corner, joining the track which climbs the shoulder of Carn nan Seilach and leading to a point just about a mile from the bealach between Carn Bhac and Carn Creagach, where it stops all of a sudden
- going up the field to meet the track
As you can see the weather was not really brilliant, but in comparison to what we've had it was great!
here are some more pictures as we go up and look about.
- our path for the way down. Carn Bhac in the distance
- sun breaking through
- detour to the colonel's bed, didn't look too comfy
- looking up Glen Ey
As I mentioned, the track stopped all of a sudden and within a few yards there was no trace of a path across the moss and hags.
- The Track to the Bog
some more nice boggy pictures
and I believe this is where a hare had just been sitting.
heather which can't quite believe it's time has past
and some amazing lichen with orange tips
and lots of toadstools, these ones particularly gorgeous
It was a real struggle getting across that bog and it took us the best part of an hour. we stopped on a peat hag at the bealach for lunch, before the final push to the summit, and boy was it worth it. the sun finally came out and the views were tremendous.
- summit panorama
- Ben Avon with its hat off at last
- looking over to Carn a' Geoidh
- Looking down Glen Tilt from Geal Charn
- looking north towards Lairigh Ghru
We then set off along the ridge towards Geal Charn aiming eventually to go home via the track down by Allt Cristie Beag, but having planned to camp as high up as we could. The path along the ridge was pretty good, with just a couple of boggy bits on the lower sections. We were going like a train along here and I have to confess struggled to keep up with the little one, although she had only a day pack and hubby and I both had big rucksacks.
After a quick detour for drinkable water just off the ridge a bit, we decided to camp at about NO035857. We were almost at the point at which we would start to descend and it would probably be getting rather dark by the time we got to the next flat bit. We pitched the tent in double quick time and I have to say beautifully with no creases whatsoever and pegs in every possible attachment point!
A sudden shower of rather heavy rain had come on about 15 minutes earlier and the wind got up a little, so daughter and I snuggled inside the tent and got all the beds ready while good old dad made the tea at the tent door. Thank the Lord for freeze dried meals!!
- evening sun on ben Avon and beinn a'bhuird
Well it was soon dark and after a game of saying a word related to the previous word but not to the one before that, (it must have a name but I don't know what) we all found ourselves rather drowsy and dropped off.
The wind made a lot of noise, increasingly so, and we all woke at about midnight, but all was well. At about 4am husband decided that the waterproofs had better go inside rucksacks, in case the flysheet blew off - we didnt fancy walking home without them! At 6.30am it was still quite dark but apparent that the wind was going to get the better of the tent before too long; my boots were already outside as one of the pegs had pulled out on the flysheet - so we started stuffing gear into drybags and were able to creep out at first light and strike camp. the tent was lifting quite dramatically, one guy rope had come detached, and one peg point had gone altogether!
not much picture-wise here, too busy stuffing wet stuff into bags and getting off the hill. but actually it was a really lovely walk down the track alongside Allt Cristie Beag and Allt Connie, where there is a pretty little gorge with larches growing out of the rocks
Back to Inverey by just after 10am and we were rewarded by a lovely rainbow over the Dee as we drove back to Aboyne and our second breakfast! thank you Grandma
- rainbow over the Dee