From track from A9 near West Garty.
That is now ten consecutive hills without seeing anybody. A few hundred yards up the track from the road I did meet a Polish guy who was doing some work for the owner of a holiday cottage, but it was hardly on the hill. I haven't specifically recorded with all these hills, but have been aware of hardly ever seeing any footprints despite hundreds of boggy locations where they would have been unavoidable, and today I took particular notice and definitely never saw one.
Sunshine, blue sky and big billowing white clouds were with me until arriving at the summit. It is a cliché in articles about hill walking when they say weather can suddenly change, but change it did and quickly. Just after getting a couple of photos dark clouds formed, wind whipped up to gale force and snow came. I set off back and within another fifteen minutes the wind subsided and I was back with the blue sky and sunshine.
The track I had followed for the first kilometre from the road wended its way through extensive gorse before emerging onto the open hillside. I took careful note of the point of emergence, but on my return, although I knew I was within a few feet I couldn't find it, just a wall of gorse. I plunged in at random. I could see a mini windmill generator sticking up above the cottage only about a hundred feet away, but had to battle through gorse a small clearing and then some more gorse before finding the path.
Looking back down the track to the sea on the ascent
Looking to the east and the sea from the summit.
South from the summit
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