At Easter 2013, we climbed a mountain in Scotland that is reputed to have one of the best views in Britain. Although, most of the UK was covered in cloud that weekend, up in the far northwest of Scotland we had truly amazing weather. The view was indeed mind-boggling, taking in the Torridon Hills to the south, foreground lochs, the sea out to the west, and the islands of Raasay, Skye and Lewis. There were a lot of heather fires burning in this area at the time, and you can see one on the right of the picture.
We've just had the photo printed big for the living room wall, so I thought I'd write a bit about how we got there, just in case you fancy having a go yourself. Just be warned that it rains over 200 days a year here!
The mountain in question is A'Mhaighdean. It's the 187th tallest mountain in Scotland, and from the east a very easy climb, but it's one of the hardest places in Britain to get to, as it is further from a public road than any other of the Munros. It's deep in the Fisherfield Forest, which despite it's name has very few trees, but is a remote and very amazing corner of the country.
We got to the summit of A'Mhaighdean over 2 days, coming in from the north with a night at Shenavall Bothy. We briefly considered doing the whole 'Fisherfield Six' - a ring of six mountains, five of which are Munros. But given the snow and ice we thought we'd take it more easy and cut out 4 of them: thankfully we weren't trying to tick Munros off a list.
The map below shows our route - from the road at Dundonnell House it took about 2.5 hours to walk to the bothy, laden with carrier bags of food and a 5 litre bag of red wine. The next day, we set off from the bothy about 7am, and were on the summit of A'Mhaighdean about midday. The view was so gob-smacking that even midday sun couldn't hurt it too much.
The walk back to the bothy (which isn't on the map), took in Ruadh Stac Mor with more epic views. The next day we climbed Beinn Dearg Mor - a beautiful mountain but just too small to be a Munro - and after refuelling ourselves in civilsation we climbed An Teallach a couple of days later. Some say An Teallach is the most beautiful mountain in Britain, and again, I whole-heartedly agreed. I might get around to a blog about that one too, eventually...