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Beinn Tulaichean
I climbed Beinn Tulaichean on the 4th August 2002 with Dad, Steve, Fiona
and her Au Pair at the time, Eva. The weather was fair with blue sky and
cumulus. There wasn't much wind and visibility was at about ten miles, it was a hazy summers day.
We began at Inverlochlarig on the
south side of the mountain and
took the track through past Inverlochlarig Burn before turning off up the mountainside. With no path
it was pretty hard going and rather unrelenting. A combination of being small
and having a seemingly endless steep slope to climb made the going
difficult. Climbing on a warm and humid day didn't help.
Eventually dad said he was
going back, so as he headed down, we went upwards and in my mind it only got even
more difficult. At one or two parts
the ground flattened out, although at others I was using hands to get up steeper
bits.
It took a lot of burning muscles and much exerting
but a few final pulls up last sections brought us to the summit. We all
made it there pretty much together and the views were fantastic at the
top. It was a little hazy and a little overcast but great nonetheless.
Although we didn't have views over endless miles to distant mountains, what we could
see was breathtaking to me.
After a while spent at the summit and well deserved rest, another hill walker
came along (the first we saw) who asked if we wanted to do Cruach Ardrain with him, something
which I wouldn't have turned down had I known what he was implying, because I
didn't remember being asked this. Upon learning of this afterwards, I was a little pissed off
afterwards for not having gone to another peak, but I suppose there isn't much
you can do about it. I certainly would have loved to have done two Munros in one
day.
Descent
After leaving the summit we walked onto the bealach, although not going to
Cruach Ardrain - we would just head down. We descended the east
side of the hill, where it is just tussocks of grass and into Inverlochlarig Glen.
My feet were painful although they felt great again once I'd put them into
Inverlochlarig Burn - we all sat on rocks, feet in water and it really
took the pressure off my feet - once the boots were on and we'd got
walking I really felt the difference. We headed back to Inverlochlarig on
the track with feet felt fine and met dad on the way.
Written: October 2007
Proofed: 2007-11-01
2008-09-15
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