Once on to the bealach, the views stretched to snow-clad Stob Binnein and the loch bending round towards last year's Beinn a Choin and Meall Mor. Good times. It took a fair walk up and over to the actual summit and we scared several wild goats en route. Finally, we reached the small summit cairn and could see Ben Lomond, not far off, with Glasgow in the distance. Once we had stopped, the chill set in so we headed for the trig point before seeking respite from the May winds. Settled into a wee hollow, we cracked open an Ossian and some dry roasted nuts. Man, one beer and half a bag of nuts never tasted so good, with views stretching over the Trossachs and beyond. It was really lovely to have a view and spend time catching up before we packed up and headed off down the other side.
Unfortunately, we descended on to a rotten aspect of this hill - the deforestation, which resembles something post-apocalyptic. It's an absolute eyesore and is one of the worst examples I have witnessed of environmental destruction. I am so glad we chose the route we did up this hill as I can't think anyone venturing up this way would look back fondly on this hill. I enjoyed the trip but the destruction left a sour note.
