We’ve been thinking for a while that Islay might be big enough to make it up a ‘proper’ hill. It’s something that John and I love, and have only really managed to do separately since we’ve had the children, and we were pretty certain the boys would be fine.
|Looking south down Loch Lomond|
But after the first hour or so she said her legs were feeling better and she did really well after that. The boys were bounding off ahead and had no problems at all. I had a huge supply of jelly babies and maltesers which kept us all happy!
|Looking inland to the east|
The views were brilliant. It wasn’t the clearest of days but we could still see good distances and the cloud kept it quite cool which was perfect for walking.
We didn’t ever stop for long as there was a fair few midges who clustered in for a free meal whenever we weren’t moving. They really aren’t a lot of fun.
|We all made it!|
It briefly clouded over on the top so we didn’t linger and set off one of along the, very appropriately named, Ptarmigan ridge to make a circular route back to the bottom.
I haven’t done anything to these photos, that’s just the way he looked. I guess the sun may have been shining off his comb to make it so bright.
*Currently there are 283 hills meeting the munro criteria…..it gets all very technical about what is and isn’t one. And there’s even a society for those who have climbed all of them – compleated – The Munro Society (my dad finished walking them all in 2006 and his last munro was Finn’s first, Angus also went up it but he was mostly carried (and Islay did too, in my tummy!) so he doesn’t get to tick it off as climbed!).