Beth's Stuff, of a Random Nature

A winter Cairngorm constitutional

The weather forecasts were really strange. MWIS was completely useless, using word like "some hills..." and "other hills..." without any hint where these better or worse conditions might be. Meto were only slightly better. At least they hinted there would be an inversion over the Southern Cairngorms but neglected to mention Northern Cairngorms at all! The latter's forecasts could be better timed, the evening before coming out well into the evening some days does not give much or any time to formulate plans.  read more ...

  (20/01/19)

 

First taste of winter 2019 - Meall a' Bhuachaille

Having sorted out various ailments and the nasty coughing virus it was time to go for a walk. Forecast was for a nice morning before clouding over and the wind picking up around lunchtime. Snow was also expect but I only got a little flurry.  read more ...

  (14/01/19)

 

Fionn Bheinn above Achnasheen

Fionn Bheinn in Gaelic means the white hill, which given it didn't appear white or even pale leaves something of a mystery. Achnasheen is the anglicised name of the burn that comes down the side of Fionn Bheinn and runs through the village, which is - Allt Achadh na Sine.  read more ...

  (18/11/18)

 

(Almost) Bynack More in the snow

Having not been well the past couple of months and only recently recovering, I needed to get out. Rather than the traditional Meal a' Bhuachaille I chose the somewhat further munro of Bynack More. I hadn't been up it for many years and would give me a good work out. The past 2 days had seen close to zero temperatures and rain at Nairn. Hopefully I might get some snow. Feeling significantly down on fitness I opted to forego the ironmongery - ice axe and crampons. With the clocks changing I made use of the extra hour in bed which made the alarm in the morning slightly less unwelcome.  read more ...

  (28/10/18)

 

Carn Dearg - Monadhliath and friends

With the long dry spell this summer a visit to the remaining Monadhliath munro was one of those I really ought to get on with. Claire and Richard were up talking to suppliers and such for their house in Nethy Bridge. They also wanted a walk. After some discussion we hatched a plan to bag Carn Dearg and possibly the other 2 munros.  read more ...

  (06/07/18)

 

Clegs and heatstroke on Seana Bhraigh

Wafting my map case in front of my face allowed a little respite from the flying beasties. I smothered myself in Smidge before I left the van in preparation for an attack of the midges but instead it was the clegs, or horseflies that plagued me. They still bit me on my bare arms, hands, shoulders, ribs, anywhere they could get to. If I stopped trying to splat them away from my face they bit there too. Including trying to get in my nose, mouth and ears. They laughed at Smidge.  read more ...

  (30/06/18)

 

Ben Klibreck

I woke to the aroma of a woody resin, sort of like pine but less sharp and with a hint of sweet perfume. Coming into consciousness I remembered where I am - in Florence parked beside a single track road, in the middle of no-where. The wee spot I'm camped is the start point for the walk to Ben Kilbreck. It has a reputation for being a boggy walk so I'm here during a particularly good dry spell. I'm surrounded by bog mytle, bog cotton and heather. Oh, and there's a long dead carcase, possibly deer, in the burn behind.  read more ...

  (06/06/18)

 

A' Chailleach and Sgur Breac - 2 western Fannichs

A' Chailleach means the old woman in Gaelic, and Sgur Breac is the speckled (pointy) peak.  read more ...

  (16/05/18)

 

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