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The end of November weekend is usually a good hill weekend for us and this time round we were joining the Scottish Hills crowd at the Corran Bunkhouse. Steve and I have had our eye on doing Sgurr na h-Eanchainne for a long while and doing it on the Saturday suited me well as I quite fancied joining Seona to watch the rugby with Scotland kicking off at 230pm.

On the Friday night, Seona decided she would join us on our adventure even though she was well warned that the potential for this to turn into an epic was fairly high. The weather was not as blue sky as promised but that didn't bother us. I had already commented that this hill was perfect Steve terrain, rough ground and nae paths and we were not disappointed. So off we trotted leaving from just beside the old burial grounds, enjoying the views that were opening up before us.





When we got to the summit the views were playing hide and seek and there was teasing going on with a broken spectre which didn't follow through. Never mind we still had something nice to look at.



 






It was time to head down as we had a rugby match to watch - that's when the fun began. On the way up we'd sort of picked out our line off the SE ridge but some how that disappeared when we were on it. After much zig zagging, fighting with dead bracken and even some trees we made it down but not before I had to have some minor surgery performed to remove the 4cm  human eating bracken that got lodged in the skin between my right thumb and forefinger. Thank you Seona for being the surgeon :-)



 

 

In the end, our descent may have taken us considerably longer than anticipated but it did make perfect timing for opening time in the bar at The Inn at Ardgour which also had a TV. What more could a girl ask for.


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