The weather on Friday morning looked pretty-good and it got even better as the day progressed. I set off nice and early to make the most of the day, arriving at the start of my first hill just after 06.30. I parked off the road beside some picnic tables at Sgarasta Mhor.
My original plan for today was to visit Taransay – what better way to escape the Royal Wedding than to be “castaway” on Taransay. However, on contacting the boatman I was advised that the boat doesn't run until 16th May – after the lambing season. I did get some nice views of Taransay instead from the road, hills and beach
.
Taransay and Harris hills from start at Sgarasta Mhor:
As I made my way up the hill, I passed a marker post and soon thereafter followed a grass-covered dyke much of the way up the hill.
On reaching the top of Meabhal, I continued along the ridge to reach the summit of Bleabhal.
Looking towards Bleabhal from Meabhal:
Summit trig point of Bleabhal:
The views from the summit were pretty-good.
Taransay and Harris hills from summit of Bleabhal:
View SE from summit of Bleabhal:
Harris hills:
From the summit, I made my way back towards Meabhal and then descended again via the grass-covered dyke. During the descent, I stopped to take a photo of
Ceapabhal – another great wee Marilyn
.
Ceapabhal and Scarasta beach from Meabhal:
If
Bleabhal was a nice starter, the main course was yet to come.
I opted to leave Beinn Dhubh until after Bleabhal in order to reach the summit around about low-tide – turned out to be a good plan.
I drove to the road end at Losgaintir where there is a decent-sized car park.
Beinn Dhubh from start of walk at Losgaintir road-end:
I was a bit envious of two campers, camped just above the beach. What a place to camp!
As I ascended Beinn Dhubh, and the tide went further and further out, the views got better and better.
Traigh Rosamol:
Beinn Dhubh:
Ascending Beinn Dhubh:
Got a good view of Taransay during the ascent – wish I had a sea kayak!
Taransay from Beinn Dhubh:
Luskentyre is a lovely beach. It looks tropical but don't be fooled, the water is baltic.
Luskentyre beach:
The ascent of Beinn Dhubh was fairly steep. After passing a section of boulders, I reached an area with three cairns – all good viewpoints.
Luskentyre beach, Scarasta beach and Ceapabhal from Beinn Dhubh viewpoint cairns:
Sron Scourst and Uisgneabhal Mor from Beinn Dhubh:
An Cliseam looked pretty-good too. I am still debating whether to re-ascend An Cliseam during this trip or continue with Sub2000 Marilyns.
An Cliseam from Beinn Dhubh:
From the viewpoint cairns it didn't take long to reach the summit. I spent some time at the summit soaking-in the views before descending via the same route.
Summit shelter and trig point of Beinn Dhubh:
Myself at summit of Beinn Dhubh:
Luskentyre beach from summit of Beinn Dhubh:
I was pretty full-up with such a good starter and main course but decided to squeeze-in a pudding!
I made my way North from Harris to Lewis for an ascent of Sleiteachal Mhor.
Parking was non-existent at the start – I managed to park at the end of a farm track without blocking the road. As I didn't want to upset the farmer, I did Sleiteachal Mhor at warp speed.
Ascent of Sleiteachal Mhor:
The first two hills today were great. In comparison Sleiteachal Mhor was a disappointment.
If this was the final of Masterchef, the pudding was the disaster.
The ascent was up grass – very wet grass! At one point, the water went in over the top of my gaiters. However, I plodded on and used my GPS to confirm the summit – as there is no summit feature on this hill.
Sleiteachal Mhor:
The views from the summit weren't bad but nowhere near as nice as Harris.
View from summit of Sleiteachal Mhor:
View from summit of Sleiteachal Mhor:
I returned back to the car via the same route.
On returning to Tarbert, I met up with other Club members who had just arrived and I gratefully accepted a lift back to Harris to visit some beaches. We spent the next few hours at Scarasta beach and a beach at Seilebost. I went into the water up to my shins but wasn't brave enough to go in deeper – as the water was freezing cold.