"We're looking back at memories", said Lynne. How true, for there was hardly a hill in sight whose cairn we hadn't touched, ridge we hadn't climbed. And in all seasons: skiing in winter, ski-touring in spring, walking with the heather in full bloom and, as now, at the start of autumn.
It was warm, humid even, in the birch woods and so I changed into shorts fully expecting to have to revert to trousers higher up. But no, what little wind there was remained light, the atmosphere pleasant, the humidity gone.
Bagging the best seats at the summit buildings - the Braemar MRT relay station - we enjoyed our Lapsang Souchon and watched others arrive. We took a photo of a couple with their iPad 'to prove they'd been here'. A German couple arrived with their dog; the usual parapenters were getting themselves sorted out for flight; people milled about the cairn taking photographs. A typical day on the top of Morrone. Apart from ourselves, only the couple whom we'd photographed looked at a map.
Time to go. For no particular reason we made a diversion out to a cairn above Coire na Meanneasg. Last time we went a bit further along the ridge towards Carn na Drochaide before shotgun fire necessitated a rapid retreat.
An easy descent to the golf course road today and back to Braemar finished off the perfect start to the holiday.
Note: only one photo is being allowed at this file size - even though it was taken by iPhone. Lots of problems getting this to go.
Delightful terrain early in the climb.
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Nice picture, Gibson; and a nice path too by the looks of it. I sometimes think the thought and work that goes into some of these walking trails goes a bit unappreciated - keeping them in good condition but still mostly quite unobtrusive (as opposed to the ones where a bulldozer is used to carve a 5 metre wide scar across the open hillside).
In fact I'd been contemplating a blog post on that very subject, having been in Glen Feshie recently where there is what must be a never-ending battle to keep some stretches open with the effects of erosion and land-slippage.
I'm looking forward to more nostalgia having been away from your part of the world for far too long.
Dave - it soon changes to a rough stony mountain path which I like, but paths lower down are enchanting I think, particularly through the birches.
The bulldozed road descending to Glen Clunie is for access to the MRR relay station so I am happy with that. In other circumstances I hate them. I look forward to your post Dave. I’m going to have to set up yet another WordPress account to access your blog, though I do get notifications from you.
Sir Hugh - I can provide more nostalgia for you easily. We are at the Gathering today so a post from yesterday’s outing will have to wait.
Dave - MRR, should read MRT of course.
Wishing your life away. It is only the start of September not the end. Enjoy your holiday
“Wishing your life away”. Don’t understand your comment and I’m not sure that any of the regular readers will either. You are still welcome though.
30 September should have been August.
Oops. You’re right of course.
I get it. The titles of your blogs say September when in fact you meant August. Easy mistake to make. Keep the blogs coming they cover several areas I knew from a few years back and are enjoyable to read.
Welcome Dundonian. I shall do my best re posts.
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