It didn't happen quite like that! We popped into the distillery on route, and the wee tot of free cask whisky (50+%) meant that I was firing on all cyclinders as we headed off on our ?first short walk.
We parked up at the start point and my mind wandered (due to the whisky) trying to determine how this small hamlet had been named 'Thundergay'. I didn't make headway with this puzzle, but off we set on the 1 hour walk to Coire Fhionn Lochan, a fine lochan ringed by mountains and with a golden sandy beach.
When we arrived, indeed it was beautiful, but the mountains surrounding it pulled us on! We'll just go up the first one then head back was my suggestion (hoping that once on the ridge Abi would not want to turn around!).
|Beyond the lochan (visible), views over the sea to the mainland. Abi declares we go on...|
|On the first top, how tempting is the ridge?|
|Two peaks behind us!|
|Mullach Buidhe the highest peak at 721m|
|I'm not waiting for you to take anymore pictures Abi declares!!|
We didn't see a soul all day, but followed a mountain bike track the whole way round the route - strange, I would estimate that 30% was rideable so it wouldn't be my first choice for a ride.
A brilliant day in the hills, with outstanding views of the sea and surrounding mountains.