tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61796883327884979612024-03-24T16:32:04.943-07:00Exploring Scottish TrailsScotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04030312470324841680noreply@blogger.comBlogger55125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6179688332788497961.post-77588769168456353472023-07-28T13:03:00.001-07:002023-07-28T13:03:59.190-07:00CW-LE: Cape Cornwall and the (Land's) End<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div><div>Yesterday evening I hiked up to the chimney that sits atop of Cape Cornwall (pictured above), sat on a bench, and thought to myself "whatever happens tomorrow, at least I can tell myself I've walked from Cape Wrath to Cape Cornwall".</div><div><br></div><div>The weather had remained unsettled, but there was one stunning day amongst it (Tuesday) as I left Newquay having set myself up for a fairly ambitious day to get to Cambrose, 2 miles inland from Portreath. Maybe the rest and all the fresh fruit I had been eating at Newquay had done me good, but the walking was both easy and enjoyable - right from when I crossed the Gannel inland from the coast. My garmin logged 22.5miles and 860m ascent that day, yet it seemed tame compared with many of the previous day's walking.</div><div><br></div><div>The benefit of this big day was a much easier walk to get to St. Ives the following day which was unpleasantly wet with a cool headwind. With only 1 full day's walking left to get to Land's End YHA, 5.5miles from the "finish line", I felt like celebrating and went into town - which was heaving in spite of the horrible weather.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div>Packing up the soggy tent for last time, I realised I was glad of the fact and well and truly ready to finish. The final 5.5 miles were walked with great care - obviously I didn't want to break a leg or fall off a cliff anyway but especially not at this time.</div><div>Arriving at Land's End would have been an anti-climax had it not been for Andy and Bella turning up to see me finish. They had<span style="letter-spacing: 0.2px;"> with them a mini bottle of fizz, and a hand drawn banner and card. The fizz seemed to go to my head immediately. </span></div><div><span style="letter-spacing: 0.2px;"><br></span></div><div><span style="letter-spacing: 0.2px;">And that still wasnt the end of it because who shows up unannounced (as she had done back in Alston, Cumbria) - Lyndsay and family! Was totally dazed now, I can't thank them and Andy and Bella enough for being there at that moment it really made it special, as did the messages I was receiving from Martin, Andy and Steve at work, and of course the folks, whilst I walked those last miles today.</span></div><div><span style="letter-spacing: 0.2px;"><br></span></div><div>Fatigue has really kicked in now - I'm in a hotel in Penzance and already in bed at 8.30pm and my head is spinning a bit (not through alcohol) so if this post isn't making sense that's possibly why. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div>Cheers all!</div><div><br></div>Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04030312470324841680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6179688332788497961.post-41406324599574489292023-07-24T09:41:00.001-07:002023-07-24T09:41:28.304-07:00CW-LE: Another weekend, another storm!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div><div>Overlooking Mawgan Porth, loving the colours. That was yesterday (Sunday 23rd July) making my slow way to Newquay as the dregs of the storm flew by in the still-strong winds but man it was so much better than the day before's experience which had been a bitch.</div><div>The journey on from Bude started easily enough, a big day (21 miles - though having met Adam with his Strava the miles I'd measured on a map were conservative compared to miles actually logged). The ups and downs grew larger but were fun. I didnt expect a walk on the beach here (though that isn't easy either with a pack). </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div><div>The above picture is Fore St., Ilfracombe. Unplanned stop here - yellow wind warning wasn't joking, I've struggled the last couple of days! Not so much physically but the driving rain squalls and battering by the wind has taken its toll - I lost my rucksack raincover on Foreland Point before dropping to the shelter of Lynmouth, at a run! </div><div><br></div><div>The Soutb West Coast Path started dramatically and beautifully for me at least, I was delighted to reach this milestone - the start of the SWCP at Minehead.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div><div>Was grateful for the company of Andy who walked 64 miles over 3 days with me! And Sarah & Bella whilst in Bristol, much appreciated. Lost my walking poles - had a fair idea where I probably left them. Andy said "need to walk the dog anyway we can go look up there if you like". We found them folded up near Severn Beach. Result!</div><div>Andy joined me on the walk to Clevedon where I stayed Sunday.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div>Lots of interactions with cows today - had to use poles on 3 occasions to get young bullock, then whole field's herd that surrounded me (think stubbornness overcame fear and poles put to use). Then on road a herd came towards me but they were being driven for TB test!</div><div>Lots of industrial walking through Bridgwater, finally escaping back to peaceful country lanes beneath Quantock Hills where I camped for night.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div><div>Continued on Offa's Dyke via Knighton (camped at Panpwnton farm campsite), Kington and Gladestry. Incredible new views opening up to the East, South and West, including the Black Mountains that I'd be traversing the next day. Camping for the night at Viv & Adrian's Offa's Dyke Lodge Retreat, in the Welsh hamlet of Gladestry, where I also got fed! Really good sleep in tent again.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div>The next day was special, visiting Hay on Wye, getting new hiking socks and coffee before heading up the side of Hay Bluff and along the Black Mountains ridge where it became cold and wet and I was wearing my beanie again for first time since North of my house in May!</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div></div><div>It was a tough day walking to Chepstow, not enough places to stop but when we finally did get a beer at the community-run Rising Sun pub N of Chepstow it transformed the walk from a route march to a leisurely amble once again! Chepstow was impresive. Castle, quaint streets, pubs, and The Coach and Horses pub was perfect place to stay for a good night's sleep after a few beers and meal in town.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div><div>Apologies for delays updating - been camping and saving batteries! The start of July involved a few days where I spent parts of it walking in both England and Wales at some point. from Nantwich it was one of my longest days (25 miles) to an idyllic campsite at Colemere, via Llangollen Canal and a short diversion to Welshampton for great food and beer.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div>Impressed with Offa's Dyke Path so far - and how much it keeps true to Offa's Dyke which is often visible on the landscape rolling into the distance.</div>Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04030312470324841680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6179688332788497961.post-24139766005595482102023-06-28T11:07:00.002-07:002023-06-28T12:13:33.820-07:00CW-LE: NantwichRest day, and so shortest day's mileage of the walk - not even 3 miles - over Hollins Cross to Castleton. Practising the art of walking very slow - lovely views back over Hope Valley helped.<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div><div>Leaving the Silent Inn near Ponden, it was a mild sunny day and I felt very relaxed in spite of having nowhere booked for tonight, wild-camping most likely.</div><div>Kept a mellow pace as wild-camping means pitching late and leaving early. Really enjoyed the ambling along over Withins Height and along by the reserviors towards Hebden Bridge, which the PW skirts around to the N and W.</div><div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div>Glad I got there fairly early as the heat whilst walking to co-op at 4pm to restock felt quite intense, even the breeze seemed to heat you up.</div>Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04030312470324841680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6179688332788497961.post-44474686215905725402023-06-14T08:21:00.001-07:002023-06-14T09:43:52.022-07:00CW-LE: Alston<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div><br></div><div>Dropped into Almond Dell Park, then climbed out into a new a huge new-build village swallowing up older houses and fields of horses. Escaped via Kirknewton and eventually got onto Theives Road via Hayden Fm, this would take me over Pentland Hills to West Linton. Met up with Andy and Steve from work who'd run up from West Linton and would walk back down with me and we'd have a drink and meal. Another great day.</div><div><br></div>Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04030312470324841680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6179688332788497961.post-46648005426721973892023-06-05T10:29:00.001-07:002023-06-05T10:29:35.031-07:00CW-LE: Arrived at folk's place, Leslie<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div><div>Left Cluanie Inn before 8.30am after a simple breakfast (avoided the hot buffet stuff) and strong coffee. Cold, strong wind blowing in rain from the West, but intermittent so no bad. Headed S over edge of South Shiel Ridge down and across R. Loyne, then another pass over to Glen Garry. Bleak. Least fave day so far but at least the bit after South Shiel Ridge was all new for me. Road walking then tough going swampy stuff for more miles than I'd have liked, but only to end up spending hours on forest track. First proper struggle of the trip but eventually got to White Bridge near Invergarry and (slowly) ascended to Faichemard Farm campsite and what a gem of a place to arrive.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div></div><div>First niggles noted - right foot sore from all the hard surface and IT band aching too so ibuprofen for first time tonight.</div>Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04030312470324841680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6179688332788497961.post-58392692791529713482023-05-26T07:35:00.002-07:002023-05-26T07:36:54.245-07:00CW-LE: Arrived at Cluanie Inn<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div><div>Sorry for lack of pics, just using this blog to post progress updates for those interested (or worried!). After walking to Strathcarron on Wednesday with fine views of the Torridon Mountains from high up the Southern side of the glen, and via Bealach Ban, Thursday was another settled day weather and mind wise! Walked East to Loch Calavie then South past Maol Bhuidhe bothy to Glen Elchaig, then at Carnach turned South up a steep trail by a fab waterfall (not the falls of glomach but further east), kept walking into early evening until I found a campspot. Fairly high up at 400m but the wind disappeared and still no midgies! One of the most peaceful nights so far. That long day meant a short/moderate 14miles down to Glen Affric then South over a gentle but swampy pass to Cluanie Inn where I'm staying tonight (if they let me 😆).</div>Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04030312470324841680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6179688332788497961.post-8796260145628480082023-05-23T10:44:00.004-07:002023-05-26T07:35:53.346-07:00CW-LE: at Kinlochewe<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div><br></div>Set off Monday (yesterday) from where I left of at Inverlael, over Dundonnel Peninsula to Corrie Hallie by An Teallach (no i wasn't "bagging" that, did that with four mates and a hangover about 25 years ago), missed the path to Shenavall Bothy but got there eventually via the Strath, then new territory for me again heading SW around Beinn Dearg along an awesome stalkers' path over to Carnmore Cottage where I camped with. a nice view over Dubh Loch. Woken up 3am by snipes drunming their wings near the tent.<div><br></div><div>Head photo in last proper blog post before CW-LE shows exactly where I was.</div><div><br></div><div>Today walked South over pass to Letterewe then what felt like a very long walk down Loch maree (was pretty, but I was tired) then on to Kinlochewe, arriving 2.30pm, buying a pile of junk food from shop, pitching tent at campsite, shower then hotel for local ales ( 3 course meal) all good.</div><div><br></div><div>Tomorrow heading to Strathcarron, hopefully can pitch-up there. Plan to start heading a bit more East from there...</div><div><br></div>Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04030312470324841680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6179688332788497961.post-26459174481344936612023-05-19T10:35:00.000-07:002023-05-19T10:35:57.458-07:00CW-LE: Arrived at Inverlael<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div><br></div>Test post - ressurecting this blog for those that are interested in following progress of an attempt to backpack (mostly self-sufficient) from Cape Wrath to Land's End... Thanks! And maybe see some of you on the trail 😀Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04030312470324841680noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6179688332788497961.post-15587133831263664952017-03-31T06:43:00.001-07:002017-03-31T06:43:12.979-07:00"Linear" Fisherfield 6<span style="color: black; font-size: small;"><b>Distance: </b>30 miles (49km)<b> Ascent/Descent: </b>2430m/2480m </span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-size: small;"><b>Start/Finish: </b>Corrie Hallie (Dundonnel) - Poolewe </span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-size: small;"><b>Terrain: </b>50% good trail, 50% mountain </span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-size: small;"><b>Transport: <a href="https://bustimes.org.uk/operators/WESB" target="_blank">Westerbus</a> </b>Poolewe - Dundonnel in morning </span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-size: small;"><b>Route: <a href="http://gb.mapometer.com/running/route_4506203.html" target="_blank">Route + GPX</a></b></span><br />
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Forget the summits - the stalkers' paths thread a fantastic route through this epic landscape and provide a point-to-point trail run that can be extended as and where you want. Of course I apparently can't forget the summits, not this time anyway, maybe next time, I'd like to think I'll be back in this area perhaps doing the Cape Wrath Trail or on some other self-inflicted adventure.<br />
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Yes it's been a while. Been doing plenty of exploring, hiking, camping and running, just got out the habit of posting about it. This particular journey was too nice not to share though. I have a video version of the report below if you don't get motion-sickness!<br />
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There's a bus service from Gairloch/Poolewe at 7:50am that passes Coire Hallie en-route to Ullapool. The right of way sign at the roadside indicates 18 miles to Poolewe, so the bus would be fine for this. However, for a journey of 30miles that included the Fisherfield summits, the bus would get me to the start far too late. Thankfully my dad was happy to drive my car back to Poolewe and do his walk down to the shore of Loch Maree from there, so I could start a wee bit earlier.<br />
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So around 7:15am I was following the stoney track towards the moorland beside An Teallach as I had last done many years ago as a student with a group of mates and a hangover! The car had indicated 2degC but once out of the shadow of the hillsides it felt much warmer and I had to remove the merino top. It would get much warmer - Shorts and T shirt throughout from here on! The track wound ahead into a wild scene of snow-speckled mountains, a very inspiring start to the day and already I was buzzing with anticipation. After passing the only 2 others I'd see in the area that day, I took a moment to take in the view over Shenavall Bothy set beneath the S slopes of An Teallach, surprisingly snow-free. <br />
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After pulling myself up onto the heather on the far side of the river, the onward route was upwards, finding a route up onto the shoulder of Beinn a' Chlaidheimh. The going was pretty rough at first, just picking my way through leggy heather, more and more exposed rock to help progress as height was gained. It was already rather warm - the temperature probably not even in double figures but with the sun's rays and lack of a breeze it was feeling quite exotic! A lizard, basking in the Spring sunshine, darted under a rock as I clumbsily approached. As my mouth was already dry, I took a diversion to a cascade and enjoyed gulping the fresh cool water, taking a short break to enjoy the situation and pick my route up the line of outcrops above. I basically ended up following a fairly direct line up onto the N shoulder of the ex-Munro (now a Corbett?), it wasn't as steep as it looked from head-on but still I wasn't running anymore, and <br />
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making use of all limbs! Snow appeared between the slabs, and once above them the angle eased and a stony/snowy climb lead to the narrow summit, which was an incredible place to be on this fine day, the views of An Teallach, and out to sea, were special. <br />
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I hadn't seen anyone since the couple heading for a traverse of An Teallach, and I wouldn't see anyone <br />
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The next hill was Sgurr Ban, which looked intimidating until I realised I wasn't going to be heading directly up its N ridge, and instead arcing around a nice lochan onto a much easier-angled slope of boulders from the E.<br />
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Still my progress was relatively slow, not just because of the constant transition from snow to rock, but also because the views around were too distracting! The top of Sgurr Ban is quite a large bouldery place. From the top I could see the route ahead up Mullach Coire Mhic Fearchair and once again I felt intimidated! Any path that may have existed was buried, so I just picked the line with the most exposed rocks and went for it, taking care rather than rushing. <br />
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The final section felt quite alpine with its rocky summit falling sharply down above snow in front of a backdrop of glaciated Torridonian peaks! The part I was most worried about was a narrow path on the NW side of Meall Garbh. I had the trekking poles at least to test the snow in front. There was only one short bit where the steepness is such that the "path" felt a little exposed above a steep bank of snow. <br />
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The ridge narrowed nicely, and eventually I reached a cairn marking the start of a plunge down towards the bealach between Tarsuinn an A' Mhaighdean. This was loose in places, and also a long way down, nearly down to 500m. The peat hags weren't too bad and was soon finding a trace of a path up below a line of outcrops on the E slope of A 'Mhaighdean. I used to poles to march up here, even though the angle was easy I'd ditched running uphills hours ago - saving the running muscles for the last 14 miles back to civilisation.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The ridge on Ben Tarsuinn, with A' Mhaighdean</td></tr>
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I wasn't getting sick of the views, now able to look across and appreciate the bouldery summits I'd already crested earlier, and then a very different view South of the Torridon mountains, and then yet another very different view W out over the Atlantic Ocean with Skye and the Hebrides - particularly the Clisham Range, visible above low mist.<br />
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Before reaching the final summit - Ruadh Stac Mor - which was probably as red as my face at this point in the day, I had to negotiate some snow banks and crags, done safely by dropping more E first before NE down to the slabby bealach. Ruadh Stac Mor's terraced S slope was mostly snow free thankfully, but it was still bloody steep and loose, following a feint route marked by a cairn (from the crest of the bealach) that takes a diagonal line sort of NE up between a gap in the the mountain's rocky defences. I was gasping a bit when I finally reached the top, and the view was worth the hype, but once more I wasn't hanging around, quite keen to get the dodgy descent off this lump behind me so I could relax a little and enjoy running again, and on trails!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Looking back up the corrie between Ruadh Stac Mor and A' Mhaighdean</td></tr>
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It felt so good to get onto that stalkers track down from the bealach towards Carnmore. Running again, and loving it, such a great place to enjoy this. My hunch is that the journey on these trails between Poolewe and Corie Hallie would be equally as enjoyable/spectacular as the journey upon the summits, and one day I may just have to come back to do that instead! Sometimes the best views of mountains are from beneath, not above.<br />
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And what an area to spend the night too - it seemed almost rude to charge through this landscape on this perfect day without putting up a tent and spending an evening watching the sunset, then soaking up the solitude beneath the stars. (On the counter-side, the wine did go down well back in Gairloch later!)<br />
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Descending above Dubh Loch, the cliffs plunging down into the opposite shore looked like the front cover of a Norway cruise brochure! And once down to the loch shore side, the view back up to the summits was equally dramatic. The sun was getting low by the time I'd crossed the short causeway and heading W, slowly away from the loch, beneath the shadow of Meall Meinnidh, and other lofty peaks in front reminding me I still had a fair way to go before reaching the coast.<br />
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However, the path was excellent and the running felt easy compared to the up and down over boulders and snow earlier. Finally the path crested a low rise and the edge of the forest above Kernsary became visible - the track ahead disappearing into it via a gate and stile.<br />
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The change of scene was pretty at first, but the track got a bit boggy in a couple of places so I was glad to get it done. Once past Kernsary farmhouse, where signs make it clear walkers and climbers are welcome on the estate, the path is now firm gravel all the way down to the head of Loch Maree where the River Ewe starts its short and rapid journey to the ocean. It was along this final stretch of road through the woods where I saw the only other people that day (since An Teallach). The had set not long before I arrived at the car.Scotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04030312470324841680noreply@blogger.com0