Today we summited Narnia. Well ok it was a mountain called Ben Narnian, however I am assured that its pronounced Narnia.
We arrived back at the Arrocher car park for anther early start. Sarah had decided to come join us and wanted to navigate the way up. As we blasted our way back up the forest tracks I began to curse the zigzags. Honestly I'm sure they get longer every day! Anyway long story short we beasted our back to the weir, then along to Narnian Boulders. From there we boshed our way cross country and stated navigating our way up a gully line to the bealach. The snow was a bit wet and it was very hard work making our way up.
After some time spent finding our way through a boulder field and round little craggy out crops we finally reached the bealach. From here it was a simple case of walking on a bearing and heading up hill. Or not. we ended up traversing below a crag line, squeezing through a gap under some boulders and finally topping out up a fun little gully.
We arrived back at the Arrocher car park for anther early start. Sarah had decided to come join us and wanted to navigate the way up. As we blasted our way back up the forest tracks I began to curse the zigzags. Honestly I'm sure they get longer every day! Anyway long story short we beasted our back to the weir, then along to Narnian Boulders. From there we boshed our way cross country and stated navigating our way up a gully line to the bealach. The snow was a bit wet and it was very hard work making our way up.
After some time spent finding our way through a boulder field and round little craggy out crops we finally reached the bealach. From here it was a simple case of walking on a bearing and heading up hill. Or not. we ended up traversing below a crag line, squeezing through a gap under some boulders and finally topping out up a fun little gully.
Climbing up the gully to the summit.
We topped out into the white box. That is to say the visibility was very poor and the wind blowing a hoolie. Fun Scottish times. After a bit of faffing around we headed off to find the summit trig point. After a hasty summit selfie we all turned tail and ran away.
Ok we didn't run away. We took a careful bearing from the map, then retraced our footsteps to the bealach (descending the gully was a bit fun). From here we took another bearing down the ridge and headed off, still hoping to make Arrocher in time for tea and cake. Once we reached slushy, wet snow again it was time to take crampons off and get down the slope in the best way possible. BUM SLIDE!
Ok we didn't run away. We took a careful bearing from the map, then retraced our footsteps to the bealach (descending the gully was a bit fun). From here we took another bearing down the ridge and headed off, still hoping to make Arrocher in time for tea and cake. Once we reached slushy, wet snow again it was time to take crampons off and get down the slope in the best way possible. BUM SLIDE!
Cheeky summit selfie.
From the valley floor it was a case of retracing our path back down the forrest track. I can't stress enough how glad I am not be to going back on that track for a while.
Unfortunately I'm heading back down South for 10 days so no more blog updates till I'm back in the land of Bonnie Scotland. Cheerio for a while.
Unfortunately I'm heading back down South for 10 days so no more blog updates till I'm back in the land of Bonnie Scotland. Cheerio for a while.