Living in Scotland, a fairly popular past time, is hill-walking. Never ever did I think it would appeal to me. Nonetheless, last Monday I found myself with a 5am alarm, ready to be in Perth for 8:30am, with first light and ready to climb my first Munro, Schiehallion. Things I learnt very quickly, Munro is spelt Munro, not Munroe like I had been spelling it.
Schiehallion is supposed to be an easy munro to bag (technical term), with a path, and amazing views. Due to the bleak weather, you literally could not see a thing at the top. Just white clouds and what was in front of you. I enjoyed the way up, despite my constant questions of, “are we there yet”, “how do you know when you are at the top”. Allegedly there is a pile of rocks at the top, to indicate that you are in fact at the top. However, the snow at the top of Schiehallion seemingly covered the infamous rocks.
Downhill was not my idea of fun. Admittedly, I was not in approrpriate kit, trainers and normal running socks are neither waterproof or slip proof. I kept sliding down the ice, and spent a lot of time really low to the ground in an effort to try and be more stable. My technique did not work, I fell on my bum a lot. This resulted in a bit of meltdown, with tears and I don’t want to. Knowing the only way to get down, was to keep grinding, I swallowed my pride. Admitted, I wasn’t comfortable, was underprepared and just slogged it out. Advice to any one looking to bag their first munro, do not do it in November, when it’s winter conditions, -2 at the top and the paths are laden with snow and ice.
I definitely want to climb Schiehallion again, but in the summer. I feel like I missed out. All of the photos on other websites show beautiful scenery, where as I have about 3 photos where you can see anything! Ben Lomond isn’t far from Glasgow, so it might have to be my second munro.
One plus to all this hill climbing, you burn a lot of calories and naturally need to refuel. Habitat Cafe in Aberfeldy was a little gem. Somewhere that could easily have been in the West End of Glasgow, great coffee, tea and an amazing selection of cakes. I went for a mocha, which unlike most places didn’t compromise on the hot chocolate or coffee. It was a proper hot chocolate with a shot of espresso. So warming and delicious! The papaya and coconut scone was definitely a tropical taste in the heart of Scotland.