Bidian Nan Bian
We made our way back past the notch and
over a series of false summits ( you always find them in this weather)
before eventually finding our way to the top of Bidian nam Bian. Due to
the elements we literally only had a few minutes to congratulate
ourselves before setting off towards Stob Choire nam Lochan and the A82.
We took a bearing a headed down rather precarious slopes, slimy with
water and loose with scree to a shallow bowl with three small Lochans.
We really should have consulted the map at this point because we decided
to follow the downfall of the lochans and we had to endure a rather wet
and wild descent down some raging burns (some might say waterfalls but I
would say they are being too melodramatic). It really was unpleasant at
times, especially having to wait for the slower members of the group but
eventually we made it to some man made steps above the visitors centre
on the A82. The fittest of our group made a speed march up the road two
miles back to where we had parked the car returning to pick the back
markers up, they really had had enough. It was back to a soggy campsite,
mess tin dinner and the icing on the cake, a beer in the Clachaig Inn.
We had had a superb day and despite the errors in map reading and rotten
weather, it's still one we all laugh about in the warmth of the local in
front of a log fire.
 If you look at the peak in front, you can make out the slit of Ossian's Cave, said to be King Fingel's son and the resting place of the Holy Grail. Even if it isn't it makes an interesting story. |
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