Cul Mor is where we're headed the peak on the right. From a distance both Cul Mor and Cul Beag the smaller peak to the left look for all the world like a pair of slag heaps. Not very impressive and easy to wonder what all the fuss is about.
Are we really going up there?
Yep, looks like it. I'm with the funny little chap in the hat!
Now, I'm actually not that good with heights. It doesn't help much to look up
but it helps even less to look down! So I concentrate on my feet and climbing over boulders.
we're on the top, we've done it, and can look over to the ridge below the summit.
And this is why I keep going and battle through the tingly and unnerving bits because the feeling of getting to the top and seeing this overrides all fear!
and builds up an appetite!
Isn't it lovely?
and Wild Thyme grow here in what must be at times such a harsh environment.
but lunch is finished and we head out onto the ridge
Looking back at where we've been
Stac Pollaidh where our two boys and their friends climbed in May
Not feeling hemmed in. It's such a good feeling. I love the emptiness, the absence of a road, a car park a tea room a gift shop. This is as it is, a vast nature reserve that will stay unspoilt, and to reach it takes effort.
I don't know what this is and didn't notice the small insect until I uploaded the pictures onto the computer.
Tiny little plants that thrive up here sheltered in amongst the rocks
I do appreciate I'm lucky and that I'm fit enough (just!) to be able to get up here
It's late afternoon early evening and the cloud is building up. Time to head back down
We sat up there and had lunch
We didn't choose the best way to come down and ended by doing a large detour to avoid peat bog and waterfalls
But eventually we made it back to the car and the cloud rolled in hiding our mountain top