Wherever we went there seemed to be deer watching us, some basking in the occasional patches of low, winter sun. The groups varied from lone males through to a herd consisting of eighteen hinds and one fine stag. We were also fortunate to see an eagle sweeping low over the hills.
From the cairn at the summit of Meall Buidhe Mor, we looked back across Fascadale Bay to the wide bay on which the small crofting township of Kilmory stands. On the far side of the bay two of Ardnamurchan Estate's letting houses are visible. Most letting houses here seem to be empty at this time of year yet, as long as the weather isn't too unkind, it's a wonderful time to be walking these hills, with the bracken dead and not another soul to be seen.
About half way to our destination we passed this small lochan. It's un-named on the OS map, but the small burn that leaves its far side to plunge down a cleft in the cliffs to empty into the sea is called Slochd Dorcha, which might be translated as the 'dark hollow'. In the distance is Meall Aigin-aig, which stands over the small port which was our destination.
A map of the walk is here.
Lovely photos as always. Love the idea of coming to Ardnamurchan in winter, but worry more about the weather on the journey - through Glen Coe etc. - than what it would be like when we arrived. Will stick with coming up in June this year, but might risk it in the future!
ReplyDeleteYou just cannot beat West Coast Scottish light, the 1st 3 photos show it off to great effect.
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