The whole party of nine made it
to the top of Stob Dearg that day but the plans to summit Stob
na Broige were rapidly shelved. For most of the party this was
the first time up a Munro and I'll wager some will never set
foot on a hill again.
Time they say is a great healer and come July 2002 Robert and
Catriona were collecting names for a walk in August, this time
up Ben Vorlich. On the day fifteen people turned up, those who
didn't appear must have known what was heading our way.
The top of Ben Vorlich had been visible during the drive there
and could still be seen as we left the cars. It was even necessary
to remove layers of clothing as we started to climb. They say
that lightning doesn't strike twice, in our case it did. OK...
there were no thunderbolts but the rain came down in drops so
big and blown so hard that it felt like hailstones.
We all made it to the summit but I don't think the people who
got there first appreciated being made to wait on the stragglers
so that there could be a group photo at the trig point! Catriona
and I had planned to carry on to Stuc a' Chroin and take the
hardier souls with us but decided to leave that for another
day. We headed straight back to the cars, changed into dry clothes
and then drove to Balquhidder for food, beer and warmth.
We're already trying to decide where to go in 2003. Wherever
and whenever we go it will have to be third time lucky for a
sunny day otherwise Robert could get lynched.