I’m a bit late to the party with reviewing last year but December was such a busy month (and I still have not caught up with all my trip reports).
However, 2015 was an epic year for being outdoors. It was dominated by hills, hills and more hills with less running or cycling than in previous years as weekends away in the Bongo presided over any other plans.
I originally planned to drive across to Loch Quoich after work on the Friday evening then spend the Saturday and Sunday walking up some of the hills there. But the prospect of a long drive along the very long and very lonely Glen Quoich in the dark put me off so I decided to drive to Fersit on the Friday night instead. It made a convenient stop-over and I could walk up the Easians the next day.
I arrived at Fersit early evening in the van and found a spot to camp near the wee lochan. It was a bonnie spot, the lochan was perfectly still and there was not a soul in sight. I was really tired and fell asleep quite soon after my tea and some Friday night wine.
I couldn’t sleep for about five days before this planned trip in September with my mountaineering club, I was just so excited. I kept refreshing the Met Office webpage for Ben Nevis, willing for it to be a great day, at the very least not raining or howling a gale. We were staying in the legendary CIC Hut – an SMC hut built in 1929 by Mr and Mrs Inglis Clark in memory of their son Charles Inglis Clark who was killed in action in the First World War. It is stunningly situated on the north side of Ben Nevis, nestling right up in Coire Leis.
It was time to climb the Bookil! Ally and I had almost forgotten we had booked a few days off work to make the most of a bank holiday weekend. After our Cairngorms trip we were blessed with a high in the West side of the country. Off we went – the decision was unanimous – Buachaille Etive Mor.
Stob Coire Claurigh, Stob Coire an Laoigh & Sgurr Choinnich Mor
Ally and I were camping in Roybridge with the Bongo for our holidays with the intention of staying there as a base for a week, but as it turned out the weather was very localised and changeable so we ended up all over the Highlands chasing it.
The first day of our holidays started fine. Being the summer that it has been, and with plenty of more rain forecast, we jumped at the chance to do a good Munro round and chose the Grey Corries because it would fit in with our plan to head up north to follow the weather the next day. We didn’t really want to knacker ourselves too quickly at the start of the holidays so left out Stob Ban from this round.