A recent outing by the, predominantly Errolite, Caper Club, saw a group of twelve desperate men heading up the road to Glen Doll one damp Saturday morning. The plan from there was to climb up to the plateau and attempt to cover eleven munroes over two days, camping on the top on the Saturday night. As it was we only managed seven in total as the weather was crap on the Saturday and we decided to pussy on down off the plateau to stay in the Loch Muick bothy overnight. It was a pretty stiff walk. Drink may have been taken by some that night and my god some of us may have needed it.
The first day we peaked Broad Cairn, Cairn Bannoch, Carn ant Sagairt mor, Carn a choire Boidach and Lochnagar a good string of hills that we didn't actually get to see till the next day. Bruce helped us along with a snort from his fat bottle of malt on every peak.
The Sunday was a bit better like, we awoke to sunshine and blisters.We'd prepared way too much chilli the previous night half of it had to be tipped into the toilet which didnae flush, an interesting discovery for the next visitor. We did a bit of fishing in Loch Muick and looked at some birds, then up the top again to the 'Dhu (black) Loch. Rab bored us shoeless with fascinating climbing stories and then led the way up this steep Gully, the most interesting part of the excursion. Once at the top Gary started eating again. Two of the party decided to hobble off down the direct route back, after hearing from a walking refugee of the Clova hotel beer festival that the bar was running dry. The rest of us carried on and covered another couple o Munroes; Tolmount and Tom Buidhe before heading back along Jocks road to the car park. A good long walk.
