Sue and Martin in Mallorca 2019

Sue and Martin in Mallorca 2019
On the Archduke's Path in Mallorca

Friday 15 May 2015

Day 8 - TGO Challenge 2015 - Carn Caol (NH 770 155) to Vermont Guest House, Aviemore

Date: Friday 15 May

Route: as planned, including the last 3 km of yesterday's planned route

Distance: 25 km (Cum: 178)

Ascent: 600 metres (Cum: 7400)

Time taken: 6.7 hrs including 1.4 hrs breaks - (Cum: 63.1 hours including 13.0 hours breaks)

Weather: starting sunny and calm, gradually clouding over with increasing cold SE/SW wind, with a light shower as we reached Aviemore around 2 pm

Click on the link below (Day 8) for details of our planned route:

It was one of those rare nights like our first night above Iron Lodge. Perfectly calm with just the distant gurgle of a spring and the occasional 'grousing' of grouse - no doubt squabbling over their domestic duties.

The sun was on the tent very early, so getting up at 7 seemed like a long lie in. Blue skies greeted us, and it felt warm in the calm conditions despite being only 7C - we were after all up at nearly 700 metres.

It took us just 45 minutes of yomping over grikes full of hiding hares to reach the bothy by the River Dulnain - a good spot, but with no record of any other Challengers having passed by this year. Sue is pictured on the approach to this bothy.

On the way down to the Dulnain valley we saw a pair of large birds of prey. They had fringed white diamond shaped tails and white on the tops of their wings. But for the white on the wings and our distance from the west coast we'd have guessed that they were sea eagles (white tailed eagles). After a few minor acrobatics they soared off to the south west. Wonderful!

From the bothy an easy walk along the left bank of the river took us to a track for the last few hundred metres to the Red Bothy, another splendid spot. We paused here for a brew and concluded that we must be very lazy Challengers as many had already passed through - some of them three days ago. Sue is pictured again here - being very lazy.

Visitors had included Rob Slade, who we remember meeting at the start of his first Challenge in 2008 (he's now addicted), Steve Chesterton, Peter Stickler, our old friend Mick Blackburn, Andy Gerrard, Emma who set out with us from Dornie, and Nicole who liked Alex and Janet's cereal.

An uneventful stroll up the well maintained Burma Road track was brightened by the mountain scenery and by some text messages. Alan R, who passed this way on last year's Challenge, thanked us for our card. "But we thought you were getting married next week" we replied. "Yes, but Sheila wanted to open the cards!" And why not? We hope all goes well on the big day, Alan, and Sheila.

We also heard from Markus Petter, who armed with a fresh flysheet is heading along the coast north of Torridon past Craig, where there's a youth hostel that we used to enjoy visiting. I understand it's now a bothy. Shame on SYHA.

Approaching the col at the top of the Burma road, we nearly encountered a couple of mountain bikers who were heading towards Red Bothy. We'd turned off to dump our bags and ascend the last kilometre to Geal-charn Mòr without any encumbrance. A lady who was descending chatted with us for a while - the first person we'd spoken to since yesterday morning's gamekeeper. Good views of the Cairngorms from the summit were diminishing by the minute as grey clouds swirled in.

It's an easy walk down the Burma road past a dead slow worm (it was too slow) to Aviemore. We paused en route for lunch in a sheltered place by a burn, surrounded by mink traps. (Yesterday we saw a carrion crow in a cage trap, waiting nervously to be dispatched.)

Café life in Aviemore was thriving. Everywhere was full until we reached The Coffee Pot. We did get served, but everyone working there was intent on leaving at 3pm.

As this is our eighth day since starting from Dornie a launderette beckoned and later we enjoyed a very hearty meal in the Cairngorm Hotel. TGO Control seemed a bit concerned about our revised plan for tomorrow - we hoped to camp at the Wells of Dee (1200 metres) but gale force winds are forecast and there might be  an ice sheet at that height, so we are simply heading through the Lairig Ghru. I'm more concerned about the bridges, or lack of them, in the Derry Lodge area. So far as I'm aware the main problem has been temporarily remedied, so I'm sure we'll get through.

There's a slideshow for the day (26 images) - here. Click on the first image, then click 'slideshow'.

Next Day - Day 9

Day 7 - TGO Challenge 2015 - Allt Cailtidh confluence to Carn Caol (NH 770 155 - 670 metres)

Date: Thursday 14 May

Route: as planned apart from 1) an unexpected ascent of Beinn Bhreac Mhòr  (807 metres), and 2) we stopped 2km short of our planned camping spot because we were tired and found a good pitch

Distance: 26 km (Cum: 153)

Ascent: 1100 metres (Cum: 6800)

Time taken: 10.0 hrs including 2.0 hrs breaks - (Cum: 56.4 hours including 11.6 hours breaks)

Weather: starting cloudy but soon clearing to a bright sunny day with a SE breeze. T-shirt weather

Click on the link below (Day 7) for details of our planned route:

It was so comfy in the tent that we were reluctant to get up, despite encouragement from the local bird life, who turn out to be ring ouzel as well as stonechats. So we made a later than planned start (8.10) although we knew it would be a tough day.

Almost immediately we were delayed for 20 minutes with what turned out to be our only human encounter of the day. A Dunmaglass gamekeeper stopped for a chat. The lad had some fantastic binoculars that told you how far away you were looking, and an impressive piece of artillery on his passenger seat, no doubt awaiting the attention of an unwary fox. "Drop in at the house when you next come past" he offered. When the chips are down I hope I'm on this chap's side!

The stalkers' lunch hut where I first encountered Humphrey in 2007 had no other visitors today, but the sun shone in as we enjoyed a brew. We didn't enjoy all the factory machinery that was busy mutilating the landscape outside.

There followed about 9 km of good old peat grough yomping. First, up to the summit of Carn Odhar. Here Sue reccied the route ahead whilst I attended to more urgent matters. So we headed off inadvertently to Beinn Bhreac Mhòr rather than the less conspicuous but more intended Beinn Bhreac Bheag. Never mind, we accidentally visited an impressive summit that appeared to be the highest in the neighbourhood. It had a large concrete pillar (pictured with Sue) and magnificent panoramic views almost as good as those from Carn Odhar. The Monadhliath seems like a high plateau ringed by distant snow-capped mountains.

Lunch was enjoyed on a grassy slope next to the happy gurgle of spring water, shortly before the yomping ended and a good track took us down to the River Findhorn. We then enjoyed a lengthy stroll along a long and dusty road lined with pansies, down the valley before heading over the tops towards the River Dulnain.

The Findhorn valley is a beautiful place. Red deer wander undisturbed, oyster catchers fuss in flocks, and today a lone lapwing fluttered its presence. It was the first one I'd noticed on recent days, though there are lots of other types of plover on the heathery slopes mixed in with red and black grouse.

It's a lot less green here than in lower climes, with the trees only showing the vaguest sheen of green.

It was hard work. First an encounter with some piebald goats, then a couple of tricky river crossings, then an unexpected dip in height beyond a bird scattering machine, and a difficult yomp over ever bigger haggs (we were tired) to the sound of big booms from the bird scattering machine, the purpose of which remains a mystery to us. (Alright - the purpose was to scatter birds. But why?)

We were determined to reach the watershed, but given the extra distance and ascent we'd already done compared with today's plan, we were happy to descend to the first suitable place to camp. So that's where we are, as shown, near some hefty snow banks and with great views of the Cairngorm summits that loom ever closer.

Other news:

It's great to get comments and text messages from other Challengers, especially as those people we are in touch with all seem to be having a good time. Comments from others like Alan, Gibson and Conrad are also appreciated of course. 

We've also been 'chatting' to Markus, the Austrian Challenger, who this year is doing a west coast walk rather than the Challenge. Today he was in Inverness getting a new flysheet for his new tent, luckily being posted to him by the manufacturer. But why did the new tent fail to withstand a breezy night? That might worry me.

There's a slideshow for the day (35 images) - here. Click on the first image, then click 'slideshow'.

Next Day - Day 8 

Wednesday 13 May 2015

Day 6 - TGO Challenge 2015 - Drumnadrochit to Allt Cailtidh confluence at NH 612 207 (425 metres)

Date: Wednesday 13 May

Route: as planned

Distance: 23 km (Cum: 127)

Ascent: 1000 metres (Cum: 5700)

Time taken: 8.5 hrs including 2.5 hrs breaks - (Cum: 46.4 hours including 9.6 hours breaks) [excludes an hour for the Loch Ness crossing]

Weather: cloudy with sunny periods and a light but cool NNE breeze, becoming calm and cloudless later

Click on the link below (Day 6) for details of our planned route:

Thanks everyone for your comments. We really did enjoy the Balmacaan Forest. It's a great shame if the area is to be trashed by wind farms. The perpetrators should be locked up. Just like those who are trashing the Monadhliath where we are now. Albeit we have an idyllic position out of sight of the extensive factory sites.

Up at 6, we had the use of the kitchen at the B&B, but we're never really hungry at that time of day, so yogurt and toast was about all we could manage.

Away at 7, we got to what we thought was Temple Pier in plenty of time for Gordon Menzies' 8 o'clock sailing. Ted and Jenny Spiller joined us. We chatted. 8 o'clock came and went. Eventually Gordon tracked us down. We were at the wrong pier. Oh dear! Our apologies go to all concerned, especially Gordon - chocolate caramel shortbread was handed out by Sue by way of recompense for the valuable time lost. Sorry Gordon. The others on the boat for the thirty minute trip across Loch Ness to Inverfarigaig were Alan and David Hardy, Steve O'Hara, Michael and Juergen from Stuttgart, and Peter and JP from Shropshire. Gordon was in jovial form, possibly because, at £10 a head, it's a nice little earner. Not that any of us would argue that it's not good value for the essential service.

Sue and I set off with Steve towards Ault-na-goire. I thought Alan and David were going there, but they turned right along the lochside, and who would call back a vetter?

At Ault-na-goire we found the Rev David and Nicole, who was raving about something as unlikely as what she thought was Janet's home made Tropical Fruits muesli. It turned out to be from Aldi and had received accolades from others. They had spent the night in Alex and Janet Sutherland's garden, together with three pink footed geese who had just flown in. Sue, Steve and I then experienced the legendary hospitality that Alex and Janet offer to Challengers. Thanks so much you two for the coffee and toast and an hour of your excellent company. During that time, Alan and David wandered in. Alan said he'd taken a wrong turn, distracted by thoughts of a couple they had encountered the other day engaged in a random act of exposure in the middle of a path. Alan had wanted to walk past this couple, remarking "nice day for it", but David had restrained him and they held back. Eventually they were spotted by the copulating couple, who dashed off to a nearby car. Alan assured us that there were no ladies' knickers whatsoever involved in this incident.

Alex and Janet rent out a nearby property under the 'Loch Ness Hideaways' banner. They have weeks free this year so anyone fancying a holiday in this lovely part of the world should contact them, eg via Facebook.

We also learnt of another devastating earthquake in Nepal.

We walked a little further with Steve, past the phone box in Errogie that also serves as a library. We made appropriate entries in the visitors' book. Steve's good at spotting birds and noted a sparrowhawk and a greater spotted woodpecker. It didn't require any birding skills to notice the cuckoos.

It was a great day for walking - calm and clear, if a tad cool. But that coolness didn't matter to Sue and me as we headed up a good track past the coconut aroma of blossoming gorse, that led almost to the summit of Creag a'Chliabhain (aka 'The Hill of Cold Feet). There we no chilblains for us today - just good clear views to the mountain panorama and to the sea beyond Inverness, which seemed to be in receipt of a host of EasyJet flights.

Down in Conagleann, lunch was enjoyed in warmish sunshine before we headed up the glen past a flightless partridge towards a mansion that looks a bit like the top deck of a cruise liner - Dunmaglass Lodge. I'm pictured on the Conagleann path. Beyond that was a scene of industrial landscape where wild land had stood until recently. Lorries and other vehicles trundled up and down a wide new road and there was lots of industrious activity taking place on the Monadhliath horizon.

We skipped the road and headed directly up another little hill, Beinn Mheadhoin (aka Hare Hill  - there were masses of them). It was a thrutch made possible only by our ability to haul ourselves up by grabbing tufts of the deep heather. A dead deer, one of many seen as we have been crossing the Highlands, bore evidence of a harsh winter. It sported a fine set of antlers that Alan might like to collect sometime. Summit views were blighted by the distressing sight of a beautiful landscape trashed by wind farm construction work.  On the narrower track that we will follow tomorrow we could see Alan and David marching along like two little matchstick men.

An easy descent took us to our planned camping spot out of sight of the ugly industrial scene.

Just one obstacle remained - a river crossing to reach the shangri-la that beckoned us. I boulder hopped. John and Norma would have been proud of me. But total immersion was only narrowly avoided by a giant leap that surpassed even Sue's long jumping skills. So she stripped to her Rohans for a cool, wet, safe crossing.

Camp is pictured - in a sheltered spot on soft flat grass near (but not too near) the rushing torrent. We were there by 4.30 and have enjoyed a relaxing evening in camp. I hope our resident stonechat stops chatting at some point. It's very vocal...

There's a slideshow for the day (42 images) - here. Click on the first image, then click 'slideshow'.

Next Day - Day 7  

Tuesday 12 May 2015

Day 5 - TGO Challenge 2015 - Loch nam Meur to Aslaich B&B, Drumnadrochit

Day 5 - TGO Challenge 2015 - Loch nam Meur to Aslaich B&B, Drumnadrochit

Date: Tuesday 12 May

Route: as planned from Loch nam Meur

Distance: 15 km (Cum: 104)

Ascent: 200 metres (Cum: 4700)

Time taken: 4.7 hrs including 0.8 hrs breaks - (Cum: 37.9 hours including 7.1 hours breaks)

Weather: rain turning to showers, fine later

Click on the link below (Day 5) for details of our planned route:

We woke to the sound of rain. In fact we had slept to the sound of rain. Slept very well. And the socks on the line that kept slapping me in the face were now dry.

A lie in was in order, given the short day ahead and our exquisitely comfortable pitch. The sun came out but the rain continued. We attempted to exhaust our meagre gas supply by brewing tea then hot chocolate (we failed), during a leisurely breakfast period. The wind roared and the tent was buffeted. "Good practice for Patagonia" observed Sue. I hope so, because we were well rested and had no worries at all about the performance of the eleven year old tent that has seen a lot of use.

First off, after we eventually got away at 9.40, the prospect of walking for an extra hour to avoid a roaring torrent didn't appeal. So I waded (gaiters kept my feet dry) and Sue practiced her long jumping technique. "I used to be able to clear three metres" she asserted. Luckily her first effort got the gold medal today.

That meant an easy 2 km yomping to Loch Aslaich, curiously adorned with a selection of fishing shacks, where we joined the track that leads all the way to Drumnadrochit.

Red deer scattered as we progressed along the glen, skipping over the bogs and torrents that tried to bar our way. It's a lovely wide valley. Sue is pictured as I look down towards Drumnadrochit. She is also shown during one the long jumps for which she had been practising so assiduously.

Lunch was taken at noon, at the point where the path enters the forest, via a very laid back sort of stile equipped with a handrail. Mackerel and oatcakes. Delicious.

There followed a delightful stroll into Drum, along a good track lined with bugle, primroses, dog violets, wood anemone, wood sorrel, bluebells and dandelions, not to mention the outspoken robins, chaffinches and blackbirds.

Arriving at Aslaich B&B at 2.20 pm gave us plenty of time to sort ourselves out once Magda had shown us the ropes.

Then we spent a most pleasant evening in the Fiddler's with Stevie O'Hara, who we'd met in Cannich but who had taken a rather shorter route over the past two days. Unfortunately we arrived in between the closing time of the café and the opening time of the restaurant, but surprisingly it was nice enough to laze outside whilst the Scots enjoyed their siestas. 

There's a short slideshow for the day (15 images) - here. Click on the first image, then click 'slideshow'.

Next Day - Day 6

Day 4 - TGO Challenge 2015 - Kerrow House B&B to Loch nam Meur (north)

Date: Monday 11 May

Route: as planned, plus a faux pas in Tomich, where we set off from the hotel in the wrong direction, and an extension to point 7 on tomorrow's itinerary - NH 390 245 at 530 metres

Distance: 23 km (Cum: 89)

Ascent: 900 metres (Cum: 4500)

Time taken: 8.0 hrs including 1.4 hrs breaks - (Cum: 33.2 hours including 6.3 hours breaks)

Weather: after brief sunshine, morning rain turning to afternoon sunshine interspersed with violent showers with a blustery SW wind

Click on the link below (Day 4) for details of our planned route:

Apologies for the possible puerile nature of some of this text, composed during a self imposed fourteen hour exile in a Rab 400 cocoon. Then lost and recompiled.

Knickers. Jeremy's choice of underwear (ladies cotton) and his river crossing technique have been observed and commented upon. Having met Jeremy only briefly and for the first time on this trip, I can only pass on the observations of others, with one exception. He was talking through his *** when it came to concerns about the condition of the north Mullardoch ridge, which contrary to his opinion was in excellent condition for walking. Perhaps he should reconsider his choice of knickers!

Anyway, it seems that whilst folk like John and Norma cross streams by boulder hopping fully clothed but with the risk of total immersion, Jeremy prefers to strip to his knickers and wade. Discussion earlier today with Alan and Phil brought the revelation from Alan that he was "with Jeremy on that".... Does that mean that Alan also wears ladies underwear? Phil remained discreetly silent.

I'm writing this from the comfort of our little Nallo tent in a howling gale next to a stream that we need to cross but aren't inclined to due to the volume of water in it. So we camped next to it. My chef is having a few problems - that is unless she is trying to warm up my wet boots for tomorrow by pouring tonight's dinner into them. They were stolen by a dog in the Slaters Arms last night so they'll be at even greater risk of dog theft tomorrow. Our supply of loo roll is rapidly diminishing as Sue is multi-tasking, all of which tasks require either loo roll or baby wipes. And we have no babies with us!

It's serious fun in here! I've just been attacked by a wet sock on our dancing in house washing line. It's windy.

We started from Kerrow House B&B after a fine breakfast in freshly dried kit. Liz had somehow managed to dry both our boots and our (washed) waterproof socks as well as a load of other stuff. Wonderful.

Sue is pictured on the sunny driveway moments before the rain started.

We soon met Alan and Phil, walking along the road from Tomich. In a conversation that ranged from missing tent poles to ladies knickers it became apparent that they had been unable to camp at Cannich last night as Alan had left his tent poles in Tomich. Phil had then found accommodation for them in Drumnadrochit and a taxi. The taxi driver had a few problems understanding their itinerary.... "so you want me to take you to Drum then in the morning I'm taking you back to Tomich, with all your gear, so that you can walk back to the same B&B in Drum. Duh!"

Yes, most folk would conclude that they are a little crazy.

We saw one other person all day, once we'd said goodbye to a distressed Scotsman who likened Ms Sturgeon to Hitler (a bit harsh?) and the young lady from Georgia who served us elevenses in the Tomich Hotel. Amanda hadn't take the 'lift to Cannich to get gas' bait, so we decided to restrict brew stops and manage with what we'd got. The weather didn't look suitable for brewing anyway. And it wasn't.

That one person was a cyclist on the track near Loch ma Stac, approaching a boggy section crossed by several streams in spate and negotiable by the acquired art of 'tussock jumping'. We have that art (our wet feet are due simply to several hours of squelching through bog) but we wouldn't want to do it with a bicycle. Moreover this cyclist was frantically pushing his bike down a track that was good for cycling. He was in a hurry, with no time to chat to us.

Before that we had lunched in a rainy larch forest, exiting to discover that the sun was shining. Then we passed five massive wind turbines before reverting from their ghastly access road to a narrow track with bogs.

We passed our planned camping spot at about 2.30, and rather than spend the afternoon being buffeted in our tent we decided to be buffeted in our waterproofs, which were worn all day, albeit they dried out between showers.

So we passed the strange three storey building on Loch ma Stac and headed up to the trig pointed 679 metre summit of Meall a'Chrathaigh. Then on to two more lesser summits before descending and making our way to this rather exposed camping spot that I'd noted from a previous visit in calm sunny weather when the rivers weren't in spate. If we can't cross tomorrow we'll have to retrace our steps until we can. We can afford to do that as it's not far to Drumnadrochit from here.

Today's pictures show Sue in the sun, a rainbow from Meall nan Oighreagan (after the best of it had faded - the slideshow will have a much better version), and our sunny but rather exposed campsite.

The Balmacaan Forest is a lovely spot of wilderness, even in iffy weather -  highly commended. Must go - dinner is served, surprisingly not out of my boots!

There's a slideshow for the day (39 images) - here. Click on the first image, then click 'slideshow'.

Next Day - Day 5

Monday 11 May 2015

Day 3 - TGO Challenge 2015 - Garbh-choire to Kerrow House B&B, Cannich

Date: Sunday 10 May

Route: more or less as planned

Distance: 26 km (Cum: 66)

Ascent: 700 metres (Cum: 3600)

Time taken: 8.3 hrs including 1.6 hrs breaks - excluding 3 hours in the Slaters Arms (Cum: 25.2 hours including 4.9 hours breaks)

Weather: dreich until 2.40, when the sun came out but it continued to drizzle. Heavy rain encouraged us to stay in the Slaters and we enjoyed the final 3 km to Kerrow House in the dry.

Click on the link below (Day 3) for details of my our planned route:

Light, intermittent rain in the early hours signalled the end of our purple patch of weather. Knowing that we had a relatively easy day, we breakfasted and packed up slowly inside the tent before ambling off at 8.20.

The way up our fourth Munro of the trip, Carn nan Gobhar, was easily found despite a cloud base of 850 metres or so. It was cool just below 1000 metres on the summit and a tricky boulder field on the descent towards Mullach na Maoile ensured our levels of concentration. Ptarmigan observed us closely and we found a cold egg that one of them must have inadvertently laid on the path.

Beyond Mullach na Maoile a convex slope drew us ever more steeply towards Allt Mullardoch. On reflection, a direct descent to the bridge near Loch Mullardoch may have been the best way down, but my weak knee decided to draw us north of east to avoid some crags. We found somewhere to cross the river without being dunked and we later pondered the thought of Jeremy crossing at this point, dressed only in ladies' underwear!

Beyond the torrent lay a good path to the bridge, and a tin shack held together with gaffer tape beckoned us inside for elevenses. The view across Loch Mullardoch was excellent, though protection from the mizzle was minimal.

We'd been walking for around three hours by the time we reached the dam, and we later discovered that only one other Challenger had come along the Mullardoch ridge - Stephen O'Hara had started from near Iron Lodge yesterday, reaching the dam at around 10.30 pm. An epic day!

A newt wriggled it's way through a puddle beside the road, where wheatears tracked our progress.

Once at the dam, it's an easy walk down the quiet road to Cannich. Waterproofs came off soon after we'd lunched in light rain just beyond Liatrie. Sue is pictured here filtering water for the last gasp of gas from our 250 size canister that was full when we set off on Friday.

The walk down to Cannich, apart from being on tarmac, was delightful. Trees swathed with lichens and mosses were coming into leaf. Breathe deep - the air quality must be good. I'm pictured in this woodland zone beside the River Cannich.

By now the hopping wheatears had been replaced with cheery chaffinches, and goosanders vied with eider ducks for pole position in the river, whilst mallard chicks paddled furiously behind their mother.

The Slaters Arms in Cannich couldn't have been more welcoming. We arrived at 4pm and left at 7pm after a most sociable time with other Challengers coming and going from their B&Bs or the campsite.  A pot of tea whilst chatting to the aforementioned Stephen, the Rev David and JJ - the latter being 'off route' as usual - was followed by a beer with John and Norma, who like several others had successfully fought their way along the north side of Loch Mullardoch.

Dinner was in the presence of Ian C, and George and Martin from Perth, as well as Greg from Massachusetts, who seems to be enjoying the error of his over provisioning by handing out food to whoever wants it. His smile is broader than ever.

It had been pouring with rain, so we were glad to find that the rain had stopped by the time we set off on the final 3 km to Kerrow House B&B. En route we met Alan and Phil, heading to Cannich in a car for a night in the campsite and at the Slaters before returning to Tomich tomorrow to continue their stroll. They had found Tomich to be full, and a kind lady who is in the next room in our B&B but who happened to be at the Tomich Hotel at the crucial time gave them a lift.

I wonder whether the same lady may help us tomorrow, as the partly filled gas canister in the resupply package I left here on my 'Grand Tour' is inadequate given the number of brew stops we are having?

There's a short slideshow for the day (25 images) - here. Click on the first image, then click 'slideshow'.

Next Day - Day 4

Sunday 10 May 2015

Day 2 - TGO Challenge 2015 - Coire na Breabaig to Garbh-choire

Date: Saturday 9 May

Route: as planned from Coire na Breabaig to Sgurr na Lapaich, then to Garbh-choire via the northern spur as the planned eastern spur made me shake with fear. Excellent camping spot (bottom picture) at 735 metres (NH 172 351)

Distance: 16 km (Cum: 40)

Ascent: 1600 metres (Cum: 2900)

Time taken: 8.8 hrs including 1.7 hrs breaks (Cum: 16.9 hours including 3.3 hours breaks)

Weather: Another blue sky day with gradually increasing cloud. Afternoon  showers to our north, and a cool breeze on the ridge.

Click on the link below (Day 2) for details of our planned route:

This is another 'second attempt', my first effort having disappeared into the ether just as I was finishing it! This version is somewhat briefer, brevity being a virtue when you have to do the same piece of work several times.

Simply a superb mountain day traversing the six Munro and Munro Top summits of the north Mullardoch ridge with wonderful views throughout.

We saw no other Challengers today, just a group of six day walkers armed to the teeth with ice axes and crampons. These were unnecessary as the snow was soft. The dour Scots looked at our big packs with disdain.

Sue is pictured on the summit of An Riabhachan - the middle one of the three Munro summits.

Fantastic views, superb weather, chatty plovers, snow buntings and ptarmigan. What more could you want?

Okay, a great camping spot. We have that as well. Unlike last night, which we enjoyed in an exceptional and memorable silent calm, with just the occasional tweet from an unknown bird, tonight we have a tumbling stream and a light breeze to lull us to sleep.

There's a short slideshow for the day (56 images) - here. Click on the first image, then click 'slideshow'.

Next Day - Day 3

Day 1 - TGO Challenge 2015 - Dornie to Coire na Breabaig

Date: Friday 8 May

Route: as planned to beyond Iron Lodge, then directly up Carn na Breabaig before dropping to the col to camp at NH 072 308

Distance: 24 km (Cum: 24)

Ascent: 1300 metres (Cum: 1300)

Time taken: 8.1 hrs including 1.6 hrs breaks (Cum: 8.1 hours including breaks)

Weather: A blue sky day with gradually increasing cloud

Click on the link below (Day 1) for details of our planned route:

A perfect start (apart from the fact that I drafted a long entry that then disappeared overnight, so this is a second attempt, written at the end of Day 2).

The seven of us who stayed at Dornie Hotel enjoyed breakfast together before lining up for a series of photos. Mine shows Colin, Robin, Sue, Emma, Jeremy and Greg (top image).

Colin disappeared but the rest of us walked together for a while, admiring superb views over Loch Long. My best effort of describing the view is by way of the middle image. Others will have done better.

We soon aborted the narrow strip of tarmac in favour of the good path beside the River Glennan. A lovely route during which our group of six gradually dissipated leaving Sue and me to enjoy the views from the watershed on our own. The vistas towards the Cuillin Hills on Skye were magnificent.

Our first brew stop was enjoyed above Camas-luinie. We were joined by Robin and Emma, and by John and Norma, who had also started from Dornie. Jeremy and Greg stormed past and then entertained us with their cack-handed approach to getting through a deer fence.

Greg should be excused, as he had just flown in from Massachusetts with nine days' food. Incredibly, his rucksack is hardly any heavier than mine!

Beyond Camas-luinie a good track leads all the way to Iron Lodge. Sue and I stopped for lunch at the turn off to the Falls of Glomach, as we knew most of the 'Dornies' were heading up there. Nobody appeared - they were in no hurry.

A further stroll past numerous cuckoos along the lane lined with gorse and primroses interspersed with lesser celandine, wood anemone and dog violets, took us to the bothy at Iron Lodge. Chaffinches hopped hopefully ahead of us for some of the way. Craig and Vicky, two more Americans, were installed in the lodge. Uncertain about the efficacy of the carpet, they had set up camp in the living room. Craig came out to admire his new home whilst munching through a giant packet of crisps, whilst Vicky had donned her pyjamas and was washing their smalls.

The haul to the summit of Carn na Breabaig was up a steep grassy slope. Great views from the summit were enjoyed before we ambled down to the col and pitched camp in a fine spot (shown above).

My chef performed miracles with a few packets of dried stuff and some tuna twists.

(So that's a version of what I wrote whilst Sue was busy cooking. I'll take precautions against losing it this time, precautions that have been needed! as the signal that brought in 32 emails earlier has done a bunk.)

There's a short slideshow for the day (35 images) - here. Click on the first image, then click 'slideshow'.

Next Day - Day 2