Eight Miles High Mountaineering Club

Eight Miles High Low Down
The Meet Report
Invercroft, Achnasheen 20th – 21st October

Attending
John Kirkham Graham Wylie
John Meechan Lindsay Wylie
Irene Morris David Morris
Jake Brewster Drew Jackson
Jimmy Taylor

Apologies
John Blackwood, Jim and Alan Wylie all ducked out due to a last minute social
(football?) engagement, leaving nine members attending.

Base Camp Note One
It is some time since the club has been at Invercroft. The last time mice ate all the
soap and the hut was full of foaming (but nice smelling!) mouse poo. On another
occasion the club was marooned when heavy rain flooded the surrounding ground,
entailing a long walk out around to the South-West along the railway line. Since then
the hut has been extensively remodelled with the kitchen renewed and relocated into
one of the other ground floor rooms by shifting some of the internal walls. Running
water remained a problem with the collection pipe higher up the burn away from the
cattle blocking, as it always used to in the past. As a result the waterless flush toilet
was an issue (perhaps just as well that Jimmy Wylie wasn’t there!), and there are still
no showers (although Andre claimed that this was not the reason for his absence!).

Base Camp Note Two
The nearest (and only) hostelry in the area is the Ledgowan Hotel, otherwise known
as “Uncle Festers” due to the appearance of a previous owner. Uncle Fester is long
gone, but the up-market hotel remains unchanged and includes a convenient
bunkhouse more appropriate to members of the club. The only other hotel in
Achnasheen burnt down in mysterious circumstances many years ago.

Weather Notes
The weather was surprisingly good as the photographs show, with wall to wall
sunshine and outstanding visibility.

Special Note
Jimmy Taylor’s manual dexterity escaped him on Saturday night when he dropped
his “wee dram” into the crisp bowel. Not one for small measures, there was an
incendiary incident when Irene tipped the soggy contents onto the fire to avoid the
traumatic sight of an old man’s tongue advancing towards her. Since then she has
had to use extra mascara on her eyebrows and concoct a suitable explanation for
her workmates.

Hill Notes – Friday
No hills, not even any en route to Invercroft, presumably due to the long journey from
Fife. The priority was to get ensconced in the bothy, which ‘The Cleek’ did in record
time, leathering a bottle of Bells and a couple of Asda’s finest reds in the process.

Hill Notes – Saturday
 Drew and Lindsay drove to Incheril in the campervan, from where Drew
climbed Slioch in excellent conditions, whilst Lindsay ticked Beinn a'Mhuinidh
(allegedly a Graham) and traversed its long ridge back to the van.
 Jake and John Kirkham climbed the Graham, Sgurr a Gharaidh (which means
Rocky Peak of the Dyke) from Loch Loin on the Lochcarron to Sheildaig road. They
are now claiming that Grahams are harder than Corbetts (which of course everyone
knows, are harder than Munros)! “Great views, strange rock formations, with no
pedestrian motorways and no paths, not even at the summit”. You can just imagine
the patter/bullshit!!
Jimmy Taylor walked some 15 miles back from Loch Loin towards Invercroft
just to get away from this Kirkham/Brewster bullshit! However it did give him a nice
long excursion across part of the Applecross/Balmacara area until they caught up
with him again.
David and Irene had arranged to meet friends at Craig to cycle in to Glen Uig
and climb Maoile Lunndaidh. They also visited the Glen Uig hut which now has
heating and lights with bunks beds and mattresses. But for the absence of showers
this would make first class accommodation. In October 2003 Messrs Hawryliw,
Jackson and Wylie (Senior) stopped at the then decaying building where they met a
lady of advancing years who was visiting this place for the first time in some fifty
years where she had been born and brought up.
John M and Graham climbed the Cioch nose on Sgurr a'Chaorachain.

Hill Notes – Sunday
Their supplies of alcohol depleted, and after tidying up the hut, the majority of
members set off for the long drive home to Fife.
 Lindsay and Drew relocated to the Shenavall bothy via the Achneigie track,
Lindsay to finally get up Beinn Dearg Mhor, and Drew to tackle some of the now
reduced Fisherfield Group.
Meanwhile John Meechan and Graham Wyllie, sickened by all this talk of
Grahams, stopped off at Fuar Tholl which they ascended via an interesting route.
The pictures show both the steepness of the ground and the excellent weather,
although they did return via the tourist path.
Hill Notes – Monday
After a night at Sheneval, Drew set off at 07.25 Monday and in an expedition
of just under 10 hours climbed Stob Ban, Mullach Coire Mhic Fhearchair and Beinn
Tarsuinn. Brilliant sunny October skies were cooled by an easterly breeze to
produce amazing visibility. Coming off the Tarsuinn ridge and walking back to
Sheneval, Drew found it had been invaded by three Germans who were doing the
Poolewe-Kinlochewe traverse via a number of bothies.
Lindsay, as usual rising somewhat later, decided to try a scrambly ridge
towards the summit of Beinn Dearg Mhor, having gained more height then he
originally intended. However this proved slightly too technical for Gus, dogs being
devoid of thumbs, and the pair had to retreat to an alternative route with a significant
loss of height. Nonetheless they did eventually summit.
A contented evening followed at Sheneval, studying the flames of the coal fire
they had carried in (none of the methylated spirits and cooking oil pyrotechnics with
which the club had nearly burnt this bothy down on a previous occasion). They all
walked out Tuesday in yet more wall to wall sunshine after a brilliant weekend.