It was nearly 9:30 but still frosty as the sun rose on Loch Glascarnoch.
A promising start after a good night in Ullapool, sampling the fine ales and eating establishments following yesterday's walk up An Teallach
 The much feared river crossing. The slimy rocks were slippy and the others icy... |  ...but I got across dry, what a waste of time taking a second pair of boots. |
Already worth the effort. Beinn Dearg and Cona' Mheall mirrorred in Loch a'Gharbhrain. A reward for sampling all those pints of Beinn Dearg last night!
Sun rising (into the clouds unfortunately) over Loch Glascarnoch.
Almost the same view of Beinn Dearg as above, but I don't care. Actually I think this one is better.
And Beinn Dearg from another angle. Finally onto the shoulder at the head of the Alt na h-Uidhe.
The only company all day. And they ran away!
Then onto the ridge.
Almost a view of the hill only 100 metres of climbing left.
 This is what has made all 282 worthwhile. Scotland has such wonderful scenery. |  And this is it. The pinnacle of my efforts. And two cairns to chose from. |
I felt I deserved something. And it took me about five attempts to get a decent picutre. It may have been cold and miserable, but I made sure I savoured the moment!
Many miles and many beers to get here, and worth it all.
Packed up and ready to go. Now which way was down? Shortly after leaving here I did manage to head too far east and ended up past the top of Meall Gorm.
Quick bit of map and compass work, a bearing south west, and soon all was right with the world again, but I lost too much time to get to the pub that day.
Pleased to come out of the mist and be on the path, above Loch a'Gharbhrain. And the car is down there somewhere.
And after a second dry crossing of the Abhainn a'Gharbhrain (apparently a very rare occurence indeed), just a final look back towards the hill.
Now who would like to buy a used pair of boots and a rucksack?
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