Fog! We set off for Cul Mor not anticipating long views. Some days are like that.
We did get to see some of the lochs below through the damp. I think this is Loch Veyatie. Cul Mor is a challenge. I looked back to see the others scrambling up the rocks behind me. (How did I get ahead?)
...and ahead to see what was coming as we continuned upward.
This time I was among those at the top, as we gathered around the trig mark at the highest point.
I think this is Stac Pollaidh, our goal for the next day. I am not sure, as the most distinctive part of that peak would be hidden there in the cloud.
Friday's hike, easier in some ways--up to a certain point. You can see the top from here.
This is the top. Shaun knew not to ask me to take those vertical rock walls. Ranney and I remained to watch and look around.
We could look back to Cul Mor--you could actually see the top today.
While the mountains in the Torridon area were like a range--lots of hills and ups and downs, these rise up from the surrounding plain as individual monoliths. You definitely start at the bottom.
Here they come back down--a white knuckle experience for some. They could truthfully say they climbed Stac Pollaidh. I am content to say that I climbed ON Stac Pollaidh.
Where had they gone? Up there!