Suilven and Friends…….a north-west passage Frankly, its a bit preposterous. Take a narrow footpath over a mile long. A bit scrambly in places. Then put it half a mile up in the sky, and add precipitous drops off either side and sheer rock down from either end. Suilven sticks… Continue reading
Finding Winter Treasure Western Highlands 7th to 9th January 2011 The road in Glen Etive was blocked by groups of deer, come down from the bitter hillsides to find the treasure of food. It’s just as well a stag looks magnificent from the front, because when you’re gently following… Continue reading
THE FISHER KINGS 5th to 7th September 2010 It was blowing a full gale by the sea side in Gairloch. Just over the moor to the north lies Loch Ewe, the great sheltered harbour west of Ullapool, from where the Second World War convoys set out on their dreadful journeys… Continue reading
JEWELS BEYOND ULLAPOOL Lo ! said the shadowy figure, KNOW that there yet lie, within Scotia’s realm, mountains of great beauty, towering over a plain studded with blue lochans, with awesome cliffs, rocky pinnacled ridges, full of grace and character. And yet unvisited by them of the 914.6 Give… Continue reading
As I’d just spend 4 days away on the Dales Way, a Wednesday to Friday “weekend” trip to the Cairngorms just fitted in before some weekend guests arrived, although it involved hasty preparations. However I was Easily Led into it by Franks Itinerary of Bob Scott’s and Corrour… Continue reading
Would you book a winter mountaineering course twelve days before Christmas ? Nah ! Shortest days, weather probably naff, often no snow anyway. And so it was, that on one of the finest winter days in recent years, and after a cool minus 6 or so at the… Continue reading
It was on the Club’s summer trip earlier in the year when we discovered the area surrounding Feizor. On that trip we had set off from the nearby Norman village of Clapham where our route took us out past the noted Church and onto a technical climb before starting the… Continue reading
“A well-engineered stalkers path leads upwards to the bealach………” I used to ask Angela Ryan whether she had met the “well-engineered stoker” and if she approved……. ANYWAY, putting that to one side, Ralph Storer’s stock phrase is particularly true at the bottom of Glen Shiel, where a pony trail… Continue reading
“Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness”…… the literati will recall the first line of Keats’ Ode to Autumn; and so as we had passed the equinox, off we went on the last weekend in September for our first autumn trip. Mellow and misty it was. (Fruity I dunno.) Beinn a’… Continue reading
Five days in the Scottish Highlands including the big scramble on the Ben. Continue reading
