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Nine years ago I saw Arkle from the bike. Nearing the end of a cycling holiday in the North West Highlands I was returning from Durness on the epic A838 that winds through Sutherland and Assynt. I had not booked accommodation and was unsure whether to carry on to Achmelvich or head to Lairg. On reaching a telephone box at Rhiconnich I booked a B n B in Lairg, cycled to Laxford Bridge and headed east. It was a beautifully clear and warm day and I stopped at what would have been Achfary and was dazzled by the white quartzite mountain across the loch. The morning of my day on Arkle in August 2015 arrived with mist and a hazy sun.
- Morning mist
The forecast was good and I set off certain that the mist would lift. After West Merkland visibility was excellent and I arrived at Achfary and began the walk. I headed out to Lone. It was clear, like that day described above and Arkle was stunningly white. In the distance I could see what I presume was an estate worker leading horses or ponies on the track east. My heels were hurting after Ben Loyal and they became increasingly sore.
- Arkle from the causeway footbridge
- Footbridge over Allt a Chullimn
- Towards Airdachuillinn
- Ben Stack
- Ben Stack and Allt a Chullimn
- Lone
The split stones were ahead of me with the plantation behind. Anybody who has seen an image of these stones or been on this walk must have been struck by their magical resonance . They gave the appearance of a gateway to Bealach Horn and the astounding landscape that lay beyond.
Passing through the stone gateway, the trees gave cool shade whilst the path was wet underfoot.
- The boulder portal
- The cool shade of the plantation
- Looking back to the trees
The ziz zag path upwards was steep and I was quickly sweating . I had plenty of water with me but on returning to the car at the end of day I was almost dry. I reached the small cairn and the path that would take me on to the slopes of Arkle. The path was quite distinct for a long time becoming less clear on the increasingly rocky but grassy ascent.
- Above the plantation on the zig zag path to Bealach Horn
I was sad to lose my guidebook, many times had I read and re-read about the walks in the Far North. If you are on Arkle, let me know if you find it.
- The path on the grassy slopes where I dropped my guidebook
- Ben Stack and Quinnag
It was quite hard going and warm. I reached a more densely stoned slope and the first summit could be seen.
- Creagan Meall Horn and Meall Horn with Ben Hope
- Towards the 758m summit
Foinaven was a constant presence then until I descended.
- First view of Foinaven
- Foinaven and Ben Hope
- Ben Hope and Ben Klibreck
- Stunning Foinaven
- Towards the sea from the 758m summit
- Foinaven
- Arkle's ridge
So, why the gap? Where are the photos from the ridge?
This was my first solo ridge walk and I was unsure whether I could do it. There was a big drop but I never felt in any danger. Half way along the scrambly section I hesitated. Should I continue? I momentarily froze. I looked back the way I had come. I looked forward, breathed deeply and carried on.
I enjoyed the ridge, even more so on the return, not using the camera helped me to concentrate on the present moment. In wind and rain the experience would have been very different I am sure. Instead it was still and quiet.
- Looking back along the ridge from the summit
Summit cairnTo have reached Arkle's summit was a real achievement for me. What an experience! Hill walking is demanding: the planning; the weighing up of the conditions; your own mental preparation and of course the physical act of walking and climbing. To reach the top of Arkle on a day like this one was overwhelming.
Loch Inchard with Sandwood Bay just visible Summit with Foinaven
- Loch an Easin Uaine
Am BathaichRidge path I felt less apprehensive on the returnLooking back here from the ridge, confidently taking photos, I spotted a huge bird crying plaintively. Too big for a crow and definitely not a buzzard. The photo does not pick it up. Could it have been an eagle on Arkle's airy summit?
Loch an Nighe LeathaidAm BathaichLooking back at the scrambling sectionClimbing from the bealachBack up to the first summitFoinaven again......and again Arkle's ridge One day I hope to climb FoinavenOne last viewLike a cobbled pavementBen HopeChatted to a couple on the return to the car and this was the last photo I took that day. Quinnag would be the next mountain I would attempt on Wednesday.
QuinnagA great day. I am still amazed that the conditions were so good. Without doubt my best mountain experience so far. Arkle: no wonder the race horse was such a winner.