Liathach. What can I say about this hill? I can remember as a young kid (must have been aged 12 or 13 I guess) coming up to Scotland on one of my regular trips up with the Old Man. We’d be driving north along what I now know to be the A896 and seeing this huge mass of impregnable rock rearing up in front of us as the road took a direct route toward it. It wasn’t clear just how we’d get passed it, until the road took a sharp right immediately beneath its imposing cliffs and flanked its southern aspect. Little could I have imagined then, as a shy and reserved young thing that as a forty (coughs splutters) something year old

Since becoming infected with the hillwalking virus I’d always wanted to save Liathach for a good day. It’s a long drive, but more than that, it’s a classic route and for me it was one to be savoured. I was a tad disappointed then at the showers greeting me as I drove north from the Achnasheen junction



Let the fun begin

There were those Pinnacles too – despite the number of hills I may have climbed I’m thinking I'm still a bit of a fearty when it comes to scrambling. I don’t mind the climby up stuff, it’s the climby down bits that have me nervous. I really wasn’t sure what I would discover when I got to them, or if I’d be able to manage their traverse.
There were cars about already, and I expected more to come later. As I readied myself I was like a kid at Christmas, with all the expectation of what Santa had delivered. I was apprehensive too, as I wasn’t sure what those Pinnacles might deliver either.

And I'm off
But it was with great anticipation that I set off along the well-made path to tackle the route from east to west. After an initial (and very short) introduction on relatively easy climbing the mood soon shifted to a steep, steep climb. Lots of “stop-start” for me as I took every opportunity for a breather (sorry, photo opportunity


Nice early scramble

Early view south



Higher up the grind was eased for a short period before the final climb up on to the ridge. This second section of climb gave a couple of opportunities for some scrambling practice. Would this help for tackling the Pinnacles I wondered?

Another nice little scramble

The view back down

Nice view to the first Munro of the day
Finally though I started to feel a bit of breeze on my face, which heralded my arrival on the ridge. Spidean a'Choire Leith certainly looked imposing from here, but I was headed on the short diversion to the minor summit of Stuc a’Choire Dhuibh Bhig, for the views of Beinn Eighe.

Stunning view to the Munro summit
A straightforward walk up the initial steep looking nose and then a trot to the summit. Met some chaps heading down and off to do the main event. They did their level best to reassure me the Pinnacles were straightforward. “I’ll be the judge of that” I thought to myself

As for the view toward Beinn Eighe…………simply stunning


Beinn Eighe
I hung around for a short while enjoying some views before heading down and on to the first Munro of the day.






I found the initial section over Stob a’Choire Liath Mhor to be ok, but the final climb onto the Munro was a return to the grind. Slow progress for me, but soon enough I popped myself onto the summit, where there was a good bunch of walkers already there (most had passed me on that grind to the top). Sadly my arrival also coincided with the arrival of a band of clag


What a view....before the clag rolled in

I sat on the Munro summit for a short while, as the clag rolled in and out. Eventually I decided to head off and get my hands dirty on the Pinnacles. I’d read you shouldn’t go too far south or too far south south east on the initial descent……………….so I went too far south south east and got the wrong line completely



Bring it on....

My descent route
But first the Pinnacles. Strange how the two Munros are something of a side show on this walk. It was all about the Pinnacles for me. Despite being on my own the by-pass path was never an option (so long as the Pinnacles didn’t spit me out of course




My only issue was on the first of the Pinnacles. Getting up it was fine, but there was one drop off on the other side I just wasn’t comfortable with. It was about half way down. Too deep a drop to go down forwards and I wasn’t happy with the idea of facing the rock and trying to find footholds. One slip and……..ouch


Looking back at the descent off the first Pinnacle
Not a great start, which left me feeling a bit disappointed as well as slightly concerned for the rest of the traverse. I needn’t have worried though. While a traverse of the Pinnacles is clearly committing, and I wouldn’t want to suggest they are a walk in the park for fear of a coach load of tourists in their Sunday best attempting them

Here's a few shots of that adventure








Possibly the only element of exposure I might have felt at this stage. Just the little section making my way round the rocks before the start of the climb up Am Fasarinen. Didn't think it was that bad really

The view back down


Scrambling almost over

Am Fasarinen and the second Munro
I would add a health warning to my report though. The weather was benign, the mountain welcoming, with dry grippy rock. I can imagine in less favourable conditions a traverse of the Pinnacles would be a very different proposition.
Having waxed lyrical, I do have to admit that come the end of the scrambling I was thinking that it was just about long enough for me at the time. It was just the right length. Not too short it was done in a flash and not too long it was going to stress me out.
The climb up to the second Munro, Mullach an Rathain is just a straightforward slog to the top. Quite a nice contrast to the scrambling that had just taken place. As I got higher there were some nice views of the hills northern cliffs and the northern Pinnacles started to show themselves quite nicely too.

Easy walking to #2


Panoramic view back to the Pinnacles and beyond

My slow climb to the top coincided with the arrival of full sun. Quite warm as it happened. Sort of sunburn warm. At the summit the chaps I had met earlier on Stuc a’Choire Dhuibh Bhig were enjoying the views ahead of heading down. Oh, and what views they were. Loch Torridon looked super, as did the Torridon classics of Beinn Alligin, Beinn Dearg, Baosbheinn, Beinn an Eoin (I can still feel the climb up that one from the Poca Buidhe bothy), Beinn a’Chearcaill and Beinn Eighe.









Sitting on the south side of the summit and I was bathed in warmth, but as soon as I popped my head over the summit to take in the northern views I was greeted by an icy, arctic blast. Turned fingers to ice in seconds, so I didn't keep my upper torso above the summit parapet for long

Eventually though it was time to head down……..the dreaded scree mess that is Toll Ban





I did manage to source a path which got me down to the main path safely enough. From here it was a straightforward trot back to the main road and then the walk back to the car. Sore feet sure enough, but who cared? I didn’t. I had just had the hill walking experience of a lifetime

