I spent hours looking for my “summer boots” only to realise that I had left them at a friends house in Campbell Town, so that meant I had to walk in my my stiff Scarpa Manta’s for this trip…. I left the house late as usual and arrived at the Droves Inn for around 1130.
I walked around the perimeter of the Beinn Glass campsite and stupidly crossed the bridge and started walking up the wrong side of the river! I realised my error after about 15 minutes and quickly back tracked and found the correct route.
The route started off very steep following the river most of the way up. Once the initial steep section was over, the ground became sodden and extremely boggy. I knew I should’ve worn my gators…
I came to a section where Scottish Water were doing some work and were excavating the landscape with diggers. I thought it would make a good contrasting photo to show the impact that man is having on the environment. I positioned myself in front of the digger and stupidly stood in a mixture of clay, mud and slurry. Both feet quickly sank to my knees and kept going. I pulled as hard as I could with both legs but that just seemed to push them in deeper. After some struggling, I grabbed my left leg with both arms and pulled as hard as I could. After a few minutes it came free but my left leg was still stuck. I tried to put my camera away but dropped it straight into the mud! I put my left leg back into the mud to try support myself but it just started to skin again – I wondered if I would ever get out. I then started to dig my right leg out before I gave up and lay horizontal on the mud and dragged myself out. The end result was very mucky trousers/boots, a ruined lens which is currently drying on the radiator and a photo which doesn’t do the scene justice:
I continued on and it seemed to take an age to reach Lochan Beinn Chabhair.
The path disappeared and reappeared, but I eventually got there. From there on the route became more interesting and I enjoyed the ascent up the knolls and rocky humps to the summit.
I could hear deer snorting and groaning in the distance but I didn’t manage to see any. The view from the top was great – a clear view 360′ around. It was a shame the sun hid behind the clouds but it was nice to have a cloud free summit.
By the time I reached the car my left foot was numb from the steep decent and solid boots! I finished by enjoying a well earned burger in the Drovers Inn!