We're in Kingussie for a weekend away as yet another birthday ticks over. Try as I might to ignore these dates there's always somebody wanting to remind me that the number of hills to climb and walks to explore versus the number of years left is becoming an equation that no longer balances. There are, of course, certain advantages to this weekend. We're in a nice hotel; we're in a beautiful part of the country; and for the most part, the weather is pretending it's summer.
|The Columba House Hotel|
The next morning was promising but we were expecting some heavy showers at some point. Mo had printed off the route from the Walkhighland website but we decided to do it in the opposite direction and follow the waymarked path from the carpark on the south side of the village. This began with an easy stroll along the tarred road that led past the St Vincent's Hospital.
|St Vincent's Hospital|
|Starting off through the woods|
|With the squall past and the trees thinning we get our first view of the distant Cairngorms|
|Our first glimpse of Creag Bheag|
|Creag Mhor with Creag Dhubh beyond|
|Towards Kingussie, and the passing squall, from the shelter cairn|
|A fine shelter cairn tops Creag Bheag (487m)|
|Looking across the rough summit ridge and our route down|
|Looking south towards Creag an Loin(?)|
|Back to the shelter of the woods|
|The River Gynack|
|Donated tower. I wonder if they would have preferred the money!|
|Looking back at Creag Bheag|
Another squall drove us down into the village and we took shelter in the Tipsy Laird where we spent what was left of the afternoon drinking beer and watching Mark Cavendish not winning a gold medal at the Olympics road race. Ah well it's early days and I'm nearly sure things will get better.
All in all it had been a fun walk that had taken us about four very easy hours and, when you consider that we were here for a quiet and relaxing weekend, it fitted the bill pretty well.