Ten o’clock at the roadside and Molly’s doing her impression of an excited chimp. It’s always worth watching; you’d never know she was “old”.
It’s actually quite chilly, and the forecast suggests zero degrees on the top, so we’re all wearing an extra layer.
We’re off to climb Cul Mor, which is 849m high according to the map (2785 feet in old money), although the car is parked at 227m so we’re not exactly starting at sea level. The weather is fine and sunny, and the autumn orange colour of the grass is lovely. It’s not an arduous climb; no stings in the tail, just a steady plod.
We leave the vegetation behind and get onto a mound of quartzite rocks; there’s often ptarmigan here, but today I just find one feather. We keep our eyes open to find the rest of the bits to complete a whole bird, but it doesn’t happen.
Chocolate biscuits at the allocated cairn, which gives great views of the two main peaks of Cul Mor, plus Cul Beag off to the left. At this point, I’ve always turned slightly north and got to the summit via a short boulder field, but today we avoid this as Molly’s sight isn’t what it used to be; none of us fancy carrying an injured Labrador. So we go straight ahead and up the middle of the corrie.
Summit views are fabulous, as ever. There’s a bit of cloud about, but right now it’s adding to our experience; let’s hope it stays that way!
Just below the main summit, we stop for sandwiches and get some photos.
Then the cloud gets thicker from the north; Suilven disappears in the murk, and we get lucky. Sun behind us; cloud in front (and below) equals “brocken spectre”. Camera shutters clicking….. That single person shape in the middle is actually all four of us.
Some other people having lunch nearby, so I go and tell them about it; you don’t see brocken spectres very often! In fact, this is only my second. It’s Richard’s second too; his first was from the top of the Inaccessible Pinnacle when he climbed it with his Dad some years ago. That must’ve been amazing.
Cul Mor is a three pointed summit, maybe twenty minutes between each, so we make the most of our time up here; the views are tremendous!
At the third summit, we can see some rain clouds approaching, which might be disappointing, but not today: this has a distinct “Middle Earth” feel about it, and the paparazzi get to work again.
We get back to the cars and Richard’s phone app. says we’ve walked eight and a half miles, and its taken seven hours. If you’re counting. I don’t know how long we were actually walking, and how long we spent looking at the view.