An altogether calmer day on Saturday! We faced our demons and walked back over that river ... yes we did ... however the spate was over and the stepping stones were evident and we only got wet toes this time. It was like a different river - the force of water is an incredible thing.
Anyway, we went up Sgurr na Stri - listed as one of the top walks in Scotland, but not a Munro. It gives beautiful views down over loch Coruisk and over to the Cuillins. This is taken on the way down. The monument was built in memory of Captain Maryon. It's 9 foot tall but nonetheless difficult to locate because of its remote location away from paths. It marks the place where Captain Maryon's skeleton was found almost 2 years after he set off on a walk from Sligachan in 1946. His friend built this cairn in memory of him. In the background you can also see Loch a' Choire Riabhaich and the northern end of the Cuillin ridge.
Such a stunning capture of this beautiful and peaceful landscape! Hard to believe that it can be so challenging. What a wonderful narrative, it is like reading a story book.
Fabulous view.
And very good to have re-crossed that river and experienced it at 'normal'.
We had a few days at Coruisk years ago, not walking far!!! It was such a dramatic area, a thousand shades of grey.
But the little hotel was lovely and awesome food. We ordered lobster for dinner....the night before....and wandering down to a little pier in the morning we met the owner with his jeep and trailer. 'Your dinner is in the back' he told us and there it was, claws tied and very alive. But it was deliciously dressed for dinner later, and very memorable indeed.
Those Cuillins are so awesome….they look amazing with their jagged tops. Poor man dying there….a lonesome death but doing something he loved in a place he loved. You must have felt very small when walking there!
And very good to have re-crossed that river and experienced it at 'normal'.
We had a few days at Coruisk years ago, not walking far!!! It was such a dramatic area, a thousand shades of grey.
But the little hotel was lovely and awesome food. We ordered lobster for dinner....the night before....and wandering down to a little pier in the morning we met the owner with his jeep and trailer. 'Your dinner is in the back' he told us and there it was, claws tied and very alive. But it was deliciously dressed for dinner later, and very memorable indeed.
I so delight in reading your stories & am so pleased you faced & conquered your demons..