Wk17 – A clatter of a day up The Cobbler

Today we drove to Arracher and went up The Cobbler, or Ben Arthur (it’s real name). At just under 3000ft it’s not quite a Munro, but I don’t mind as it was a great climb with great views.

As we were driving there, the sun was shining and it was a bit rainy in the air: queue rainbows. πŸ™‚ I love Scotland.
It’s so beautiful. πŸ™‚

My friend Jackie was there, which meant her little Fit Beaver ‘Goober’ was there. As were Asda and Jasper. Fit Girl was there too (she was taking the photos).

Here’s us at the start. πŸ™‚ A couple of minutes later we’d crossed the road, and walked along a bit. Before I knew it I clattered the top of my head in the bottom of road sign. It was bl$$dy sore, left a big lump on top of my head and sent a jarring down my neck. It was not nice, but I was ok after a bit of a rest.

Anyway, after a shake, we started up The Cobbler. When I’ve seen the Cobbler from other mountains, it doesn’t look too big. It’s because the base of it is around 1800-2000ft high. There’s quite a long climbing path in towards the foot of the Cobbler, and as the path is between two mountain ridges, it gets pretty windy sometimes.

The weather said it was 8’C and 12mph, but the winds were really strong, especially the further we got up. Fit Girl is so light I thought at points she might get blown away!

Here’s me half way up. The wind was pretty strong and a bit of a blizzardy windy cloud came in, but it was ok as we were well wrapped up. πŸ™‚

Here’s the view towards Ben Lomond.

And here’s me and Jackie starting up the steps around the back of The Cobbler.

Here’s us going up and up. πŸ™‚

Here’s the view from between the two peaks of the Cobbler.

And here’s me and my bud at the top. πŸ™‚

It was very windy and cold, so I wrapped up with 3 base layers, a fleece and my waterproof jacket. πŸ™‚ hat, buff and sunglasses. πŸ˜‰

The views were spectacular. πŸ™‚

This was the view from the too and where we had our lunch in a wee sheltered bit.

Here’s Jackie at the top.

And me at the top. πŸ™‚

Here’s Loch Long.

Lunch at the top: chicken, peeeeaas, yellow pepper, cucumber, raisins, flaked almonds and extra virgin olive oil. Then a bag of kettle crisps. πŸ™‚ (see Jasper too!)

After a bit we started to go down. Down a different route to the one we came up. I always like going down a different way. πŸ™‚ we did go back over some of the route, but it was a lovely day later on in the shelter if the mountain and a bit lower down.

Loch Long in the distance. πŸ™‚

Here’s the route we took. πŸ™‚ nearly 8 miles / 5 hrs.

I was taking my time coming down, enjoying the views. πŸ™‚

I like these photos: me in the shadows of The Cobbler.

And one thing I haven’t mentioned on here is that in the last few weeks I’ve been getting pain in my left foot. It might be plantar faciitus, or something else. It’s not sore when I’m running, but it is sore when I’m walking or resting. Jackie was showing me a stretch here. πŸ˜›

Here’s another one of me with The Cobbler in the background. πŸ™‚

Here’s my ad for The North Face. Lol

As we got further and further down the weather got brighter and it was a lovely Spring day towards the bottom.

And the views of The Cobbler were once again stunning. πŸ™‚

And here’s Ben Lomond in the distance. πŸ™‚

And again. πŸ™‚

And Loch Long again. πŸ™‚

Here’s me at the bottom on a bench with Jackie. She’s got her tipple (whisky) and I’ve got mine.

Hee hee. We did have a good laugh all day.

Great friends. Good laughs. πŸ˜€

Here’s Asda, Goober and Jasper at the end too. πŸ™‚

And here’s asda and jasper having a cuddle at the end. Afterwards I came home for a nap, and nurses my lump on my head. A great day out for all though: even with the wind and hail, the sun, chat, company and rainbows made up for it. πŸ™‚

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