What I wasn't prepared for was them choosing a date for the walk that coincided with the Goatfell Race and Arran Mountain Festival!

With low cloud on the tops forecast for the day it would turn out to be a blessing in disguise and provide some more entertainment for the standard walk up the tourist route from Brodick. The group made the early ferry and met me along the road in Brodick and we set off, heading down the beach via Fisherman's Walk to Cladach, the scenic route, since the hills were in clouds and there was none of them to see yet.
Cutting through Brodick golf course and crossing the Rosa Burn it was surprisingly scenic with a high tide and still water creating reflections:

Rosa Burn and Brodick:

As we were cutting through the golf course this of course led to lots of golf related puns from Craig, par for the course for him!

Brodick, normally the Sub-Marilyn Clauchland Hills can be seen behind it here but even it's 260m bulk was invisible, not great for walking!

It was a bit drizzly but as we reached the Wine Port we were all feeling the heat and lost a layer or two.
At Cladach we followed the main path up past the brewery, Beinn Nuis up Glen Rosa hiding in the clouds today:

We passed a few other walkers who in turn passed us and the switching would continue with a few of the groups that started around the same time. Goatfell was now coming into view but shrouded in clouds:

Janice and Craig ahead on the path, luckily as we ascended the clouds were lifting a little:

After continuing up the excellent path alongside Concan Burn we reached the bridge at the deer fence. A friend and their dog were there to meet me and I introduced them to the group as we had a quick snack and water break.
Looking down to Brodick, not the best visibility for a walk today:

Just after the deer fence the first of the runners appeared, they had set off at 12pm from Ormidale Park and just 20-30 minutes later were already around the 340m mark on the map:


The Arran Mountain Rescue Team were out in force today assisting the runners with the event, here they are ahead of us:

The clouds were still lifting slightly as runners continued to fly past us and we walked at the sides of the path to give them room:


Goatfell, officially Windy Hill in Gaelic (Gaoithe Bheinn) but corrupted to the more Norse 'Goat' over the centuries. Anyone that has been up it will surely agree that HIll of the Wind is more appropriate than hill of the goat, i've never seen on on it!


Meanwhile the runners were continuing on their way uphill:

The steady stream:

Janice and Craig enjoying a break further up the path where a group of school kids descending were shouting all kinds of encouragement to the passing runners:]

A few stragglers left now at the back of the pack as we pass a couple of guys coming down the path on their mountain bikes, everyone is out on the hill today!

As the cyclists flew downhill and stopped roughly where we were I overheard them saying what a thrill ride the cycle down had been so far but I don't think they expected quite so many obstacles today:

The first few runners were now passing us on the way back down which was impressive. We approached the shoulder where the cloud wasn't budging:

We were now also going at a similar pace to some of the stragglers at the end!


As the path steepens and gets more rocky it veers left and a cairn marks the path to Meall Breac and the route up from Corrie:

On the way back down now:

A fair few skint knees had passed us by now and we also heard a guy come a cropper not long after passing us but he was ok to continue.
Passing another AMRT checkpoint shown here, I stop to chat and we overheard them say on the radio that the first runner was already approaching the finish in Brodick, good going!


Oot the way! Fell runners are very thankful when you give them right of way on the path but on the way down a nod is sufficient as it sounded like even saying thanks as they ran past was quite an effort!


Craig as runners continue on their descent:

We decided to stop just before the minimal view vanished so we could enjoy an early lunch snack (I've noticed this is a trend now!

We sat off the main path and enjoyed a break with sandwiches, soup, tea the whole works. A passing dog became our best friend quite quickly!

After a quick-ish break we set off uphill again and I said to the gang to follow the main path as I was going to detour to attempt to find the rucksack Detrimentalist had lost up there a few weeks back, to no avail unfortunately, the visibility certainly didn't help!

I followed an older, more exposed path up the ridge, quite exciting in the mist when you suddenly see a massive cliff dropping off not far away from you:

The path then heads left and starts to rejoin the newer path:

Janice and the others, in visibility like this a bright yellow jacket is great for identification:


I love the steep final section to the summit of Goatfell, it gets really bouldery and you can make the ascent as easy as difficult as you want so of course I got to enjoy some minor scrambling up large slabs just to make things interesting. The others never joined in though!



You're doing well gang, not long to go now and in this visibility you'll just have to trust me!


Slab hopping time!

Now at the final ascent to the summit:

Here comes Janice:

Goatfell summit ahead and there's a tent on the far right, summit camping today?!

It turned out the tent was the final AMRT checkpoint. We reach the trig point at the summit where the view is...

Tent getting packed up now and here comes Rosie for her first summit of Goatfell!



Success, well done everyone!


We assure Rosie that the view is incredible from here but as there is no chance of even a brief clearing we hang around for a few minutes then set off down the path again. As we do I bump into the AMRT members that were in the tent and I finally meet Caileag, one of Arran's SARDA dogs, a wee cracker!
Rosie scrambling her way down now:

The descent was fairly fast but not quite fell runner pace!

Looking down the shoulder into the mist:

A bit lower down and the cloud base is lifting just to tease us:

The last of the runners were long gone now so it was a much quieter walk back down:

To the south west Ard Bheinn is now in view as visibility improves:

The Mull of Kintyre can also be seen so Rosie at least got a glimpse of what could be seen from this high up:

Brodick Bay, Clauchland Hills and Mullach Mor (Holy Isle) can now be seen to the south:


As almost everyone else descends the hill a group of three guys all wearing jeans and inappropriate footwear pass us, you always get some!


Cloud base lifting but it was just toying with us and wouldn't clear at all today:

A' Chruach now in view back right:

Looking over to Beinn Nuis and Beinn a' Chliabhain, both still refusing to say hello:

Goatfell and the path up to the shoulder:

Brodick edging ever closer:

AMRT making sure everyone gets home safely:


Right everyone, home time!


We approach the bridge just after the deer fence and settle down for a final break:

I surprise the group with some cakes supplied by Mr Kipling which go down very well, the least I could do after a birthday cake surprise on our last walk!

Brodick:

Dun Fionn and Holy Isle:

Cheerio big yin, until next time:

It's now an easy descent back the way we came, stopping off to take a photo and measure this giant tree for the Woodland Trust, it's a beauty!

We reach the Castle Drive and I take us down it so I can show the standing stones to the group. Before that Janice and Rosie decide to sing a song to some Highland Cows who didn't bat an eyelid at the screeching!



Looking back at Goatfell from the Castle Drive:

We reach the main road and take a left then right to cut through the golf course then across the Rosa Burn:

We arrive back in Brodick and I say cheerio to the group who are now heading along the village for a drink and to wait for the 6pm ferry, while I head home to stay another night. Despite not having any summit views everyone loved their day out on Arran and climbing Goatfell during the Goatfell Race definitely made things interesting.
Next time we all have a personal best of 5 and a half hours to beat, a fair bit off the record time of 1:12:11!!
