Hmmm.... where to start. I did not want to get out of bed. Hearing the alarm was horrific. However after snoozing for a short while I realised the error of my ways, coffee was the answer.
After dosing myself up with caffein life was better. We jumped in the cars with our new dry kit (we used the cottages tumble dryer last night) and zoomed round to Arrocher.
Arrocher has a very expensive car park, but being good people we put our £1 into the machine for the days parking. The most worrying think was the line of seaweed that marked the high tide line. It was the wrong side of the car park. So we headed off wondering if we would ever see our cars again.
After dosing myself up with caffein life was better. We jumped in the cars with our new dry kit (we used the cottages tumble dryer last night) and zoomed round to Arrocher.
Arrocher has a very expensive car park, but being good people we put our £1 into the machine for the days parking. The most worrying think was the line of seaweed that marked the high tide line. It was the wrong side of the car park. So we headed off wondering if we would ever see our cars again.
The Cobbler glowing behind Nick.
We made our way through the forest along the track. It was super fast. For once Sue, Nick, Tom and I were all racing along in just T-shirts! Nick was over the moon because for once it wasn't raining on us.
Anyway we motored along the path between Ben Narnian and the Cobbler. The sun was glinting off the fresh deposits of powder on the Cobbler as we made our way to the bealach between; the Cobbler, Ben Narnian and Beinn Ime.
As we started the assent of Beinn Ime the clag came in and we were engulfed in a proper Scottish winter day. That is to say there was no visibility. Once again snow and sky had merged into one. Up and down eluded us, and we stepped forward the ground would rise up to meet our feet at an alarming rate. Depth perception was nil.
Upon summiting it was decided that we should simply "get out of dodge" and we turned tail and headed off the mountain. What had taken us an hour and a quarter to get up took a speedy 30min to descend.
We dropped below cloud level and the valleys opened up before us. Stunning. It was a simple and fast bosh back to the car (although I'm fairly sure that someone added some zigzags to the forrest track while we were up the mountain).
We got off the hill for 4pm. Time for Tea and Cake at the Tarbet Hotel on route back to the Cottage. A superb day out.
Anyway we motored along the path between Ben Narnian and the Cobbler. The sun was glinting off the fresh deposits of powder on the Cobbler as we made our way to the bealach between; the Cobbler, Ben Narnian and Beinn Ime.
As we started the assent of Beinn Ime the clag came in and we were engulfed in a proper Scottish winter day. That is to say there was no visibility. Once again snow and sky had merged into one. Up and down eluded us, and we stepped forward the ground would rise up to meet our feet at an alarming rate. Depth perception was nil.
Upon summiting it was decided that we should simply "get out of dodge" and we turned tail and headed off the mountain. What had taken us an hour and a quarter to get up took a speedy 30min to descend.
We dropped below cloud level and the valleys opened up before us. Stunning. It was a simple and fast bosh back to the car (although I'm fairly sure that someone added some zigzags to the forrest track while we were up the mountain).
We got off the hill for 4pm. Time for Tea and Cake at the Tarbet Hotel on route back to the Cottage. A superb day out.
Summit Selfie.
