In May of 2006, my grandpa passed away so I decided to go and climb a Munro in peace. After parking at the Victoria car park, nr Bridge of Orchy, I fair galloped along the path towards the green shack, where the path up to this hill starts. It was a fairly boggy affair initially but higher up, it began to dry off. I took to the hill proper and made my way up the zig-zags before striding out for the summit, across some snow and boulders. It was fairly blustery at the top and I didn't hang about, although I did commemorate the hill to grandpa and said a wee word to him. I took off back down the hill and was back at the car in 3 hours from leaving. A great wee hill but one tinged with sadness. The view across the glen to the Etive hills was quite pictureseque (photo shown).
Hello and welcome to my bagging blog. In 2003, I walked up a Munro for the 2nd time and bled from my eyes. From the majestic pinnacles of An Teallach to the classic pyramidal Buachaille Etive Mor in Glencoe, follow me round Scotland as I share my experiences.
Saturday, 10 March 2007
Stob a Choire Odhair
In May of 2006, my grandpa passed away so I decided to go and climb a Munro in peace. After parking at the Victoria car park, nr Bridge of Orchy, I fair galloped along the path towards the green shack, where the path up to this hill starts. It was a fairly boggy affair initially but higher up, it began to dry off. I took to the hill proper and made my way up the zig-zags before striding out for the summit, across some snow and boulders. It was fairly blustery at the top and I didn't hang about, although I did commemorate the hill to grandpa and said a wee word to him. I took off back down the hill and was back at the car in 3 hours from leaving. A great wee hill but one tinged with sadness. The view across the glen to the Etive hills was quite pictureseque (photo shown).
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