Prior to my annual bothy trip with Graeme, I had some urgent family business to attend to in Elgin. I wanted a wee walk on the way up, which wouldn't be taxing considering I had a 10-mile walk into Culra later that evening. I chose this little yin and parked near Cuaich. I strode along the aqueduct and came to a suitable point, where I could take to the hill proper. It involved a direct approach really, down across the burn and up the heathery slopes. There isn't much to occupy the mind except for the irritated ptarmigan, the irritated bunnies and the odd little feeding hole - I presume that is what photo no.1 is? I was at the top within 90 minutes and it did have lovely views over to Meall Cuaich. I stopped and attempted a yoga pose i.e. headstand on the 10-second timer. Not wise. I fell on top of the cairn and felt a right f*d. I'll stick with downward dog asana next time. The return down the heathery slopes was nothing more than a run and a terrific find of a denuded sheep head with horns - my wife was enraptured when I gave it to her. Don't ask.
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