Walking Women Spring Gathering 24th to 30th May 2008
On the Saturday of the late May bank holiday weekend, I headed north on the train for a 6-day adventure with Walking Women. We stayed at Comrie Crofts, a privately-run hostel between Crieff and Comrie about 40 mins drive west from Perth.
Arriving on the Saturday evening, we settled in and sorted ourselves out to start walking the next morning, smug in the knowledge that we were in for a few days of excellent weather.
On the Sunday we warmed up with a walk around the hills, streams, and gorges northwest of the hostel and north of Comrie. (about 7 miles, approx 250m ascent)
The Monday found us travelling to the dam at the foot of Loch Turret, source of the water for Famous Grouse Whisky. Walking via a lochside track we made for the summit of Auchnafree Hill 789m (a Corbett) enjoying some off-piste walking through heather and boggy ground on the way and seeing our first mountain hares. The journey back down was a long trudge on a track, although we were rewarded with bright sunshine and excellent views of curlews towards the end of the afternoon. (about 11 miles, at least 550m ascent)
We were dropped off at St Fillans by Loch Earne on the Tuesday morning. After making our way along the side of the loch for a short distance we headed up (north-ish)to Loch Boltachan. From the north side of this litle loch we went roughly west down Glen Boltachan and across fields and through woodland to Comrie for tea. (about 8.5 miles, approx 400m ascent)
By Wednesday I was knackered and, unusually, I had a big fat blister on my heel. It rained so plans were changed and from a high hill walk to a lower level wander in the countryside around Crieff. Feeling uninspired by everything today, when we reached the Famous Grouse distillery I opted to cut my day short. (5-6 miles, not much more than 100m ascent)
Thursday started with feet patched and taped and the all-weather gear packed. From Glen Lednock near Comrie, we followed the track beside Invergeldie Burn before heading cross country up through the mist towards Ben Chonzie. It was a long slog up for me with legs tired from the last few days, but after a short lunch stop the weather cleared as we made the summit at 931m. Some of us (me included) had bagged our first Munro. We looked out across Loch Turret below and across to Auchnafree Hill where we had been on Monday. We descended roughly southeast, stopping to play in the last of the snow on the way and spotting a few mountain hares. We picked up a track running southwest along a stream and eventually to the river Lednock below. (about 9 miles, approx ascent 710m; only another 283 Munros to go...)
We were going home on Friday, but there was still time for a couple of hours walking on the hill behind Comrie Crofts. It had been a wonderful few days with great company, scenery, and wildlife. We'd seen ospreys, eagles, mountain hares, and roe deer, as well as a huge variety of wild plants, including sundew, butterwort, and bog cotton. My feet were knackered and it was along way home on the train. I'm already thinking about my next holiday.











