[above] On the summit ridge of Beinn Dearg, with Baosbheinn visible ahead and Beinn An Eoin to the right
[right] Boulder-hopping across a lochan near Loch Toll nam Biast, Beinn Dearg behind
he footing was good for the ascent and while the slope was
unrelenting, the views back to Beinn Alligin brought a real sense of
grandeur. My pacing on pathless climbs like this is always terrible,
combining fast spurts of hiking with disproportionately long rests.
At least it gave me time to admire the vast landscape above and
below, while Harsharn efortlessly hiked upwards, seemingly carried
by the wind.
Once we had gained the ridge, an entirely diferent world
revealed itself as sunlit slopes were replaced by shadowed north-
facing ones covered with snow. his was my irst time hiking in April
in Scotland and the contrast was striking.
he summit itself, and the location of our planned camp, was a
further kilometre along the ridge with a bit of descent and ascent
in-between. Although Iād initially had concerns about inding
a suitable camp spot, there was plenty of choice along the ridge
and we pitched the tent not far from the top with a view across to
Liathach. With a stif breeze already blowing and much stronger
winds forecast, we took the precaution of double-poling the tent ā a
welcome bit of security at such an exposed spot.
he summit ridge of Beinn Dearg is scattered with large
Torridonian sandstone boulders. Although the surrounding
mountains have a similar geology, only Cul Mor in Assynt ofers a
comparable showcase of these gigantic pink rock formations. Beinn
Dearg, the red hill, seems a particularly appropriate name.
hat evening I set about trying to make sense of the rock
formations with my camera, taking images of the Coulin Hills, the
mountains of Torridon and the Fisherields beyond. Eventually I
settled on an arrangement of stones that worked well with Liathach
behind. he sky was obscured with cloud but the sun broke through
momentarily to create the image I was ater.
Overnight the sky cleared and the following day we rose
long before dawn to photograph the Milky Way arcing over the
mountains. he darkness gave way to a beautiful sunrise and we had
a lazy breakfast lounging around in the warmth.
By mid-morning we were walking again. Although you can
at this point continue along the ridge and drop down the south-
eastern side of the mountain to re-join the footpath that runs
beside the river, we opted to go down the route we had climbed
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44 The Great Outdoors Spring 2019