This was the second club trip to this isolated hut towards
the southern end of Glen Etive. The composting toilet, and stream 50 m away
providing only cold water are accepted as part of the package when you visit
such a remote spot. The place has the luxury of electricity, a well equipped
kitchen, open fire and pleasant dining/sitting
room. However, before we left, we requested in the hut log book that the
Grampian Club install some sound attenuating baffles in the bedroom - some
of the snoring was atrocious. If the custodian does not oblige we will have
to think again before returning.
Pressure of laziness has prevented me from writing this report until 4 months late, so the walks which members of the group went on have faded into a distant memory. From what I do recall, Nigel, Graham and Rich arrived by lunchtime on Tuesday and enjoyed three days of freezing temperatures and unbroken sunshine before the others arrived. They climbed Bidean nam Bian, Buchaille Etive Mor and the Aonach Eagach. Someone had to retreat from one of the walks due to a severe hangover - setting a precedent for the weekend. To spoil their isolation Tom, Peter, Rob, Dave and Simeon arrived on Thursday evening.
On Friday Rob, Peter, Tom and Rich climbed summit gully on Stob Coire Nam Beith, while the others went somewhere else. The rest of the party arrived on Friday evening just in time/just too late for a communal meal and a large quantity of alcohol. The following morning there were various accusations of snoring and spontaneous cuddling. Excuses for the latter were put down to "not usually sleeping on that side of the bed".
More
mountaineering exploits the following day saw Simeon, Dave, Nigel and Peter
traversing the Aonach Eagach ridge and Carmen, Simon, Debra and Simon climbing
a gully from Coire Nan Lochan and then (even though it was getting late)
continuing all the way round the horseshoe ridge to descend via the Lost
Valley in the dark. The other four who started out later were back at base
by 4pm. Having made a fire and cooked the evening meal, there was nothing
left to do but start on the alcohol. Much had been consumed by the time
the remaining 8 returned after 8pm. Things quietened down while the food
was consumed, but after the meal a bottle of whiskey appeared. Amongst much
vociferous discussion the whole litre was consumed before bed time. Those
who had gone to bed early (well relatively early) were woken intermittently
by more discussion, and later on by lots more snoring.
I don't remember much about Sunday, but I think it rained
and nobody walked very far.