|Morning in Glen Feshie|
June and still waiting for the summer to start, the wintry weather having continued through May and into the new month. The last weekend of May I went out anyway, hoping for sunshine but expecting rain and cold and maybe snow.
|A glimpse of the hills|
Late afternoon I set off down Glen Feshie in a cold wind that brought frequent heavy showers of icy rain. The clouds were low over the hills, sometimes tendrils drifted down to the highest trees. Just briefly I had glimpses of the summits, white with fresh snow.
|A sunny morning in Glen Feshie|
I camped at dusk, eager to get under cover and into my warm sleeping bag. The night was stormy with gusts of wind and bursts of rain hitting the tent. The temperature fell close to freezing. The weather calmed as the sun rose however and Glen Feshie was bathed in sunlight and the sky above was blue. I wandered round camp looking at the fresh green leaves on the trees and the scattering of woodland flowers - primroses, dog violets, wood sorrell.
|The path in upper Glen Feshie|
The sunshine lasted only a few hours. By the time I set off dark clouds were covering the sky, driven by a cold north-west wind. The last birch trees were bright with spring colour but otherwise the landscape was dark and brown and grey.
|The wind was cold|
Leaving the glen I climbed steep heathery slopes to the open vastness of the Moine Mhor plateau. The wind here was bitter, gloves, hat, fleece, hood were all necessary and I kept moving, there being little shelter. I crossed the wind blasted summit of Mullach Clach a'Bhlair, spattered with fresh snow, and headed towards the distant pointed peak of Sgor Gaoith. Across the plateau Braeriach, Sgor an Lochain Uaine and Cairn Toul came and went in the clouds.
|Braeriach, Sgor an Lochain Uaine and Cairn Toul|
Huge drifts of old snow lay on every north and east facing slope, however gentle. I crossed several. The snow was firm enough to support my weight. It won't be thawing quickly. Turning away from the Moine Mhor I descended over the shoulder of Carn Ban Mor and back to Glen Feshie. Out to the west snowy hills stretched out under the raging clouds.
|View west from Carn Ban Mor|