Fun in the sun

Today is beautiful, but we are unfortunately stuck at home due to having to transport working offspring.

I have, however, been having some fun in the sun…

Open door

Door side view

Head end

Foot end

Other side

Striking camp

You’re the one that I want!

As a result of having bought a couple of lucky bags from Terra-Nova before Christmas, last Monday I received an email about their final clearance sale. Just out of complete and utter curiosity and nosiness, I popped over to their site and had a look. I’m so glad I did!

There I found a Laser Competition for an unbelievable price. Now these items are reduced for a reason. They may be seconds, returns, repaired or Graded A, B or C because of some other reason or fault. The Laser I had found was Grade C, but after firing off an email to my Gear Guru Gayle (who wasn’t able to reply until after the event ‘cos she has a job of work!) and a little conversation with myself (in my head, I’m not completely mad) I decided to take a gamble and popped said tent into my basket. I had convinced myself that even as a sale item, this company has a reputation they wouldn’t want to damage by selling unusable items.

Said tent arrived and was unpacked in a flash and laid on the floor for close inspection.

Ready for inspection

Very badly pitched due to lack of enough moveable, heavy furniture

After close inspection, I couldn’t find any reason for such a silly price, they must have exceptionally high standards. The seam at the bottom of the pole bag was unsewn, (I have had my needle and thread out) the tent has a very faint fusty smell (nothing that a bit of fresh air won’t cure!) and the tension tape between the pole ends may be twisted, (but I’ll have another look at that, it may be the inner just needs untwisted)

So, all in all, I think, personally, that the £84!!!! with free P&P was an absolute bargain! I’m dead chuffed, never thought I’d own one of these and I’ve had a secret wish for one for a long time. Very excited about May now!!

Good luck charm

My bestest walking buddy Laura gave me some ranger beads a short while ago and inspired by these, I have made some for my Bronze Duke of Edinburgh group from Guides. I hope the beads bring them luck on their expeditions this summer.

For my girlies

Clouds

Having warned Gayle and Mick against using all the good weather before May, Saturday morning we awoke to a cloudy, overcast day and even a dusting of snow. They are solely responsible.

We were helped out of the house at a good time by Aedan, who had to be dropped off in town for a D of E Youth Voice thing. After chatting with one of the other leaders, Lee, for a while, we decided it was high time we set off towards Glenlivet in order to park the car at Mains of Inverourie. Gayle had sent photographs and weather report from Carn Diamh last week with the promise of good walking. I have been here before when I walked with Laura whilst Santa was on holiday, but today the plan was to ascend the way Laura and I had finished and do the Graham we didn’t do, Carn a Ghille Chear at the eastern end of the Cromdale Hills. Then we would turn westwards and trundle along the ridge for David to tick off the other Graham that I’d done already, Creagan a Chaise, before descending the way Laura and I had ascended last time.

Looks simple from here

It’s an easy track to follow all the way to the bealach where it continues on over the ridge and down the other side into Cromdale, but we went off at a bit of a tangent for a quick yomp over the heather towards Carn Eachie on the way to our first goal. It was fairly easy going despite being a bit tussocky as the ground was quite frozen so there was no bog to plunge into when you missjudged the heather. In the distance we soon spied the herd of reindeer that Laura and I had had a surprise encounter with last time, so tried to skirt round the side giving them a wide berth so as not to disturb them. I expected them to behave more like a herd of deer and disappear off over the ridge. I was a little surprised when they actually headed towards us and in fact, we soon found ourselves surrounded by these wonderfully inquisitive creatures. They are so cute!

Ben Rinnes

Carn Diamh

On the horizon

Being surrounded

Getting closer

Quite up close and personal

I know David was wary of the antlers and quite wisely so, but there was absolutely no sense of fear or threat from these lovely animals, I really enjoyed this unexpected experience.

We managed to extricate ourselves from the midst of the herd to pass by the cairn on Carn Eachie and made our way to the first Graham of the day.

With Ben Rinnes behind

Off we went again, this time heading west through intermittent snow showers along the ridge in the hope of finding a sheltered dip in which to deploy the emergency bothy and have lunch. The reindeer obviously recognised we were the same people as they made no attempt to say hello again, they knew we had no food. The cairn on Creagan a Chaise is clearly visible all along the ridge, but having been there before, I did not find this encouraging. I know that this particular cairn is huge and as it looked quite small at this point, it had to be a long way a way. Quite disheartening. We seemed to walk an awful long way, passed by Carn Eachie again and continued down to the bealach. My tummy was fair rumbling before I finally piped up “Are we going to stop for lunch?” A spot was picked, we crouched inside our yellow glowing shelter and enjoyed tomato soup, cheese rolls and fruit mince slice. I hoped nobody would spot us and phone the emergency services thinking someone was in trouble.

After this welcome break we set off again. We decided to miss out the next lump as there was no cairn there anyway and no obvious path and instead  took the more direct route which skirted round to take in the next cairn. It was in fact quite hard going and I think it may have been a shade too late for lunch as my mood dipped. Quite dramatically. I became grumpy and stroppy and my whinging soon degenerated into tears of frustration. I was given short shrift and told “If you have that much energy to waste, just get on with it!” or words to that effect.

Eventually the route we had taken levelled out and we again picked up a path of sorts. I cheered up. The ground was more even and although there were patches of snow and ice, it was not going to slow us down now.

Looking back to Carn a Ghille Chearr

Cairn

(I’d had the camera in my chest pocket, so may notice there was a little misting on the lens)

We were on the home straight now. The cairn on the second Graham of the day was beginning to look bigger. We continued on a slightly less vague path at quite a speed now and soon found ourselves crossing a short stretch of snow on the north facing slope leading up to the cairn. Here we met the only other person we saw on the hills all day, a gentleman and his adorable black Labrador.

The way ahead

Just a bit of snow

Where we’d been

That there is a little patch of blue sky!

A substantial cairn

Despite the clouds, the views were stunning (although the photographs don’t capture it well

The plaque on the Jubilee Cairn

David took a bearing from the cairn, we picked a point of reference and off we went to find the track home. The downhill yomping was much easier and less frustrating than the earlier yomping and we soon picked up the track that lead over a couple of burns and then down to the road at Milton leading back to the car park before it got (really) dark. When I checked the track we had taken on the GPS, David had rather cleverly lead us directly to the track without and faffing, what a clever boy. Thankfully I’ve been to his school of navigation, so have great faith in my own abilities. I hope.

12.7 miles, 2540 ft total ascent ascent, 2.3 mph average, roughly.

Despite my unfortunate mood dip, we had a brilliant day, hard work but very enjoyable. There was a seemingly healthy grouse population, I eventually lost count of the number of mountain hares we saw and the reindeer were an absolute delight. Just brilliant.

Lovely day

So I got one of those lovely surprise emails the other day, entitled “A bimble on Friday?”

Unsurprisingly the answer was a resounding “Yes please!”

I may have made a few suggestions as to where we could go, but we had to wait for a little man first to come and fix my downstairs powder room. He was on time and very quick and after busying ourselves making a few sandwiches, drinking tea and discussing marmalade, Mick, Gayle and I were soon our way to park Colin at Hopeman. From there we set off on the Moray Coast Trail, heading east.

Looking west

Still looking west

The lookout

This is a very pleasant trail with often stunning views. The magnificent Moray coastline is a well kept secret and I have walked quite a lot of this trail, sometimes heading east, sometimes west but I haven’t yet done the bit between Lossiemouth and Buckie. The Buckie to Portsoy stretch is especially stunning with good views of the cliff nesting birds fulmars and puffins in the breeding season. I’ve only walked this stretch in shoddy weather but still loved it.

Today was another stunning day with barely a breath of wind, blazing sunshine and clear blue skies except the cloud gathering over the far coastline of the Black Isle.

We walked and chatted. We paused and photographed. We walked and chatted some more and then lunched on the cliff top just before Covesea. I was treated to a slab of home made tea loaf, all the more impressive for its production on board Colin. Yum yum.

Looking east!

Long golden beach stretching west…

…to east

Soon we were walking the long golden beach from Covesea that leads all the way into Lossiemouth. I impressed myself by finding the Harbour Lights tea room, I’ve only ever skimmed the edge of the town before and it’s bigger than I thought. The cafe served us some of the best coffee I’ve had in a long time (I’ll still be awake next month) and we chatted some more as we waited for our TTS taxi back to collect Colin.

According to Viewranger 7.12 miles, 2.4 mph average and 616 ft total ascent. A thoroughly marvellous day, thank you for inviting me!