Something a little different !
What does the minibus driver get up to when everyone else is
on the traverse, and he/she has to be at the end point in the
morning. Here is Garry's tale.
Six of us set off from Aberdeen in bright
sunshine for Drumochter, Marj, Alec, Carlos, Tom, Izy and
myself. After a visit to the distillery to pick up essential
supplies I dropped the 5 traversesers off at the railway station
and headed back down the road to Rannoch. The station car park
was full of railway construction equipment so parking was a
problem but I found a space to squeeze into. As I wasn't
planning a big walk I thought a pint at the hotel was in order,
but soon discovered that they no longer have a public bar and
was helpfully referred to the tearoom which was licensed. I sat
in the sun enjoying an Ossian and a cheese and onion toastie
contemplating my walk.
Not wanting to leave the minibus squeezed
into the restricted car park I set back to the car park at the
end of the "Road to the Isles" and set off.
It wasn't long before I reached the
building site where the new power station was under
construction, it was an opportunity to have a look inside.
Then on, sticking to the new road built up
towards Coire Eigheach
On up onto the ridge of Meall na Meoig,
looking back over to Loch Treig
Schiehallion stood out in the distance
From the summit the bulk of Ben Alder was
Gazing down towards Ben Alder Cottage.
I continued on to the summit of Sgor
Gaibhre and looked across to Loch Ossian
Then as I crossed the Mam Ban the bog
cotton glistened in the sun
Looking down towards the head of Loch
On reaching the summit of Carn Dearg I
looked back to Meall Meoig with the moon behind (look
I spent the night here,with views up along
Back over towards Sgor Gaibhre
By the morning the mist was down, no
amazing sunrise but at least it was still dry
More flowers,Alpine Lady's Mantle
A Golden Plover, one of many that could
have kept me awake if I'd bivvied lower down
On the shoulder of the South ridge of Carn
Dearg a cairn and a view of the "Road to the Isles"
Finally back to the bus
From there it was back to Bridge of Ericht
to pick up the other 5 who were found waiting in full midge nets
at the end of the road. Stopping at Blair Athol for a drink and
soup (well most of us had soup) we were all back in Aberdeen by
All except Victor who had hoped to join us
for a lift back, unfortunately not expecting him he was
abandoned at the station and after 2 trains and 2 buses made it
home in the early hours of Monday morning.
Thanks to everyone that came along making
the drive more interesting.