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I remember well my difficulties to pronounce the name: Buachille Etive Mor, especially the first word when I heard it for the first time during the briefing evening at my stay in Ballaculish this year in summer. I couldn't join the walk in summer due to some knee problems which has become more painful after the last steep descend from Na Gruagaichean towards Kinlochleven, which was the fourth munro of my first week in Scotland. I didn't want to risk any further injuries because I was going to change place the next day to do some more walks in the Lake District. Therefore I have joined the group for the easy walk, which was a gentle stroll from the Visitor Centre in the village of Glen Coe to the
Hospital Lochan and through foresty tracks to the Clachaig Inn where we had a nice finish.
So I came back in October the same year to meet a friend and this time I made my way up to this very impressive but unpronounceable mountain in very autumnal and claggy weather.
(By the way, meanwhile I have learned how to pronounce it
)
- Lairig Gartain, River Coupall
The guide followed the Lairig Gartain along the River Coupall instead of going over the bridge and up the Coire na Tulaich. Due to some heavy rain during the night before, it took us quite some time going up and down the river to find a suitable place to cross. Finally we found some stones and with the helping hands of the guide and some more experienced walkers we managed the crossing without any incidents.
- Crossing the River Coupall
Before we headed for the bealach between Stob na Doire and Stob Coire Altruim we had our elevenses half way up Coire Altruim.
- Elevenses
We made ourselves as comfortable as we could, observing the weather the direction we came from and curiously some movement in the mist above at the ridge. Some speculation about the SMC circulated but nobody was expecting a huge group of soldiers with heavy field kit coming towards us.
We had a young girl from Combodia and she got very frightened by the sight of the soldiers althoug she knew that there was no real reason but she had bad memories from her homeplace. To fight her trauma some members of the groups encouraged her to ask whether she could take some pictures with her selfiestick. Her request was kindly acknowledged and so she made some selfies.
- Selfietime
Short after we resumed our walk up the corrie not without scaring some stag involuntarily.
- keep going
- stag taking a flight
Due to the weather condition the guide suggested not to go to Stob na Bròige instead heading directly to Stob Dearg. But he didn't expect our determination, so the group split off and some of us headed towards Stob na Bròige to catch some scenic impressions while the others were going to Stob Dearg.
- One part of the group heading to Stob Dearg towards the sunshine
- The other part towards the clouds; view down Glen Etive
It was well worth the effort and would we have been quite disappointed if we hadn't taken the chance.
- Stob na Bròige with view towards River Etive
Then we returned towards the second munro. The ridge walk was a real pleasure with the changing light and the autumnal colours, sceneries I only knew from glossy prints in calenders
.
Now I could take my own pictures and although they can't compete with professional photographs they are very dear to me just because they always bring back the memories of the walk, the impressions and the feeling of joy and happiness
Scotland in autumn - that's why I came to experience!
- Stob Dearg with view towards Loch Linnhe and the Ballaculish Bridge
The way back we took the Coire na Tulaich and when we reached the bottom it was nearly dark.
- View down Coire na Tulaich
The final part along the road to the parking opposite the beehive cairn was a bit annoying but when we have reached the bus the joy and happiness about this great walk we have managed with both munros prevailed the mood and the atmosphere throughout the rest of the evening.