Posted: 10/02/2015 at 01:53
A few lonly thoughts. That I needed to put out.
Not one for the other thread so I understand C November. (if that makes sense)
I did a runner, sorry. Had a bit of a shit time and needed to get away. I needed to get away and sort my head out. I asked the OH and she said no. So I made a effort and said yes.
My OH new this but she had gone through a shock again and that was all down to mother nature and not me. I asked again and we knew that we needed time Disappointing all round. (but not the first time. or last)
The bothy and the Munros of Beinn a'Chreachain and Beinn Achaladair were identified as my targets. They called me. Again and I went.
I hit Tyndrum. I had done this the first time round on the West Highland Way. ( in summer) I blagged my way with fantastic folk all the way there. (new kind of people giving lifts with stories to tell to the point of Achallader Farm road.) All new book titles (optional for me)
A place ! I know. I soon got droped off and reached the Allt Coire Achaladair which I knew could potentially make for a tricky crossing, especially in the dark and in icy conditions. The moonlight was far more conducive for seeing by, moonlight, than torch.
At this point I felt a few heavy " dumps " behind me and looked down to see a lot of lumps of coal falling from the bag. The ice axe had cut the bag and it needed picking up. ( I had too cary my own coal)
It took a good 45 minutes to back track in the dark, to get sorted, my pack and the bag of coal across in the dark across the river, to pick up again.??? . The bothie which was in darkness and bitterly cold when I got in I got the place lit with a few candles, cracked open a can of beer and hit the fire guard It had obviously been damped down by the previous user and now it was a thick black sludge!!!!! I spent a couple of hours sitting by the fire which was by now giving off quite some heat, drinking my cans of beer and my couple of drams of alc, before calling it a night at around 12.30 and crawling into my sleeping bag. I slept well until about 4am when the cold woke me and I saw that the fire was dead. No more wood or coal left so I had to tough it out for another couple of hours before porridge and coffee. Then the wow, Happened. There were no people I was involved with but they turned up with Dogs, and wanted to speak to me, on the way up??? Exsqueeze me if i made a point of not wanting to know That they knew. When they asked about the way of the footprints? You will never be asked that in Summer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Starting to think I hate snow!!! Or just people?????
Forgive me, PLEASE.