Wednesday 23 June 2010

Ben Lomond

Sunday 30th May 2010 

On the morning of this walk I drove from the Lake District into Scotland, through Glasgow and alongside Loch Lomond as far as Rowardennan. I have been here before; back in 2004 I completed the West Highland Way which passes through Rowardennan. As I drove through the village of Balmaha I had nostalgic thoughts of the wonderful evening I spent there beside Loch Lomond, but I couldn't help noticing with sadness that the pub where I'd eaten my dinner had been torn down. On that occasion I walked along the West Highland Way from Balmaha only as far as Rowardennan, a distance of seven miles, and then walked up Ben Lomond. On this occasion I drove to Rowardennan along a pot-holed road that was flanked by bluebells and rhododendrons. After eventually finding a parking spot in the crowded car park I set off up the clear path through a delightful wood bedecked with bluebells and out onto a dreary grass hillside. On the clear tourist path I passed scores of people who were also climbing this immensely popular mountain, where my only compensations were the stunning views of the gorgeous Loch Lomond behind me and beautiful small flowers such as lousewort amongst the grass and other flowers whose identification does much to frustrate me. 
Near the summit it was quite windy, though fortunately the path along the summit ridge keeps to the sheltered side so I didn't find it too bad except when I wanted to have a look at the awesome cliffs that face Coire a Bhathaich. The summit ridge is really quite good, and was a welcome change after the dreary grass slopes of Sron Aonaich. There is rock in abundance to satisfy while the well-graded path minimised any re-ascent until eventually I reached the crowded summit of Ben Lomond. In 2004 the weather was so poor at the summit, and since I was still quite a novice hill walker at the time, I turned around and returned back along the tourist path. Ever since then I have been really disappointed that I didn't continue along the ridge, but now I finally got my chance to complete the walk that I'd originally planned to do on that occasion.

I continued along the summit ridge down a fantastic, steep, rocky slope that required hands-on-rock a couple of times for support, even if not for scrambling. Following an excellent path I crossed over to the subsidiary top of Ptarmigan and down an undulating ridge back to Loch Lomond. This was a really fun descent along a delightful path that constantly and cunningly twists and turns all the way down the ridge and all the while with that view of Loch Lomond ahead of me. My delight in the path increased near the end when I entered an area of bluebells and young bracken that followed me all the way into the loch side wood. The sun came out during my descent making for a wonderfully warm end to a fabulous walk over a fabulous mountain. After the bad weather I had the day before this walk I hadn't been expecting this so I was thrilled to be able to revisit this mountain in such good weather. Ben Lomond was my first Munro, my first mountain in Scotland above three thousand feet. It was the first of many, but by no means the least. Despite its huge popularity this is a great mountain.

Thursday 17 June 2010

Grey Crag and Tarn Crag

Saturday 29th May 2010 

After a wet drive up the motorway I wasn't hopeful for a great walk in the Lake District before fortnight's holiday in Scotland. However as I approached the Lake District the rain eased and I had a lovely drive up the quiet, secluded valley of Longsleddale along a lane banked by wild garlic, bluebells and lots of other colourful flowers that I couldn't identify. This was a wonderful start to an unfortunately rather dull walk. Eventually I reached the end of the road at Sadgill where I parked the car and began to climb the eastern hillside. The rain still held off as I climbed up to the top of the outcropped Great Howe from where I could see distant views along the length of Longsleddale, though unfortunately this wasn't to last as I climbed up to the top of Grey Crag and was enveloped by clouds as it started to rain. 
After lunch at the cold, wet summit I followed a clear path across the bleak grass hilltop to a fence which I followed across the waterless Greycrag Tarn and up to the top of Tarn Crag. After visiting a survey post near the summit I rejoined the fence and dropped steeply down to a low pass where I took a crossing bridlepath down into Brownhowe Bottom at the top of Longsleddale. I had planned for a much longer walk from here but under these weather conditions my heart just wasn't in it. After the wet, disappointing walk over the tops I had a pleasant walk along the bottom of the valley below the awesome rocks of Buckbarrow Crag that skirt Tarn Crag. 

Despite the persistent rain at least I went up two Wainwrights that are off the tourist routes in this quiet corner of the Lake District. Grey Crag and Tarn Crag are not typical Lake District fells being on the edge of a vast, typically English upland moor, but their western edges are gloriously rocky and indeed the top end of Longsleddale is as Lakeland as they come. This wasn't that bad a walk, but the weather just wasn't agreeable and the terrain on the top wasn't worth walking on in these conditions. On my drive back down the valley I had an enjoyable, closer look at the flowers that bank the lane. One of the advantages of walking at this time of the year is the abundance of flowers that are out, and this year that has been added to by the late appearance of some of the earlier spring flowers, like Bluebells. During this holiday I enjoyed seeing many flowers in their natural environments and Longsleddale was a great start to this memorable holiday.