Having made a determined effort to increase my tally, I managed 13 new relative hills (plus five new Humps). Of these the best was Cuilags in September, not so much for the hill itself, but for the views of the Old Man of Hoy and the cliffs of St John's Head on the way. Otherwise I concentrated on Munros and Corbetts needed for my various targets, without ever going further south than Loch Creran. Some of the best days were:
The oddest occurrence was when I went up my local Graham, Morven. When I came out of the forest just west of Braeval, there was a large flock of sheep, which took the line of least resistance, namely the track, to keep away from me. From time to time, some would go off to one side or the other, see the others still plodding along the track, and run to catch up with them. This went on almost as far as Corricoich, a distance of over 2km.
Morven from the east (photo: Alan Dawson)
