Climbed via the Carn Mor Dearg Arete to find light snow on the summit. A fun day.
Good day for a hike, brilliant weather all the way up. Would like to come back and have a go in winter...
One day. Tourist track. Lots of fun!
Was there in summertime and also in the winter. Two different worlds. In wintertime we climbed central and comb gully with a guide. Summertime was only the red burn but we camped on the summit... Yes we dragged all that stuff up there.
First time a real long day, climbed from the Glen Nevis YHA, skirted around the bottom of the cliffs to the CIC hut, crossed the streams and contoured around the side of Carn Mor Dearg. Gained the crest of the ridge someway to the north in detereorating weather conditions and headed south to the summit of Carn Mor Dearg. Crossed the CMD Arete in high wind and increasingly heavy snow. Then onto the Ben in deep snow, where we got the summit to ourselves. Descended via the tourist track.
Second time the day started well as we ascended The Ben via No. 5 Gully (easy but fun grade I winter). Had real trouble breaking through the cornice at the top, as as we were doing so the weather changed for the worse. Finally managed to break through very cold, and made a quick escape down towards the tourist path.
It was my first "real summit", we were really happy to reach the top. Long walk in the fog it was. And the most crowded hike I have ever seen.
Another traditional ascent of the Ben. Cloudy and rain all the way up. Zero visibility on top. Rain and cloud all the way back down... But we'd do it again (but a different route!)
Say, that's really an intense holiday planning!Congratulations! :)
I was on my way back from Kilimanjaro to the states with a planned weekend stop over in London so I decided to get another country highpoint while I was in the neighborhood. So after 12 hours of traveling from Africa to Heathrow, I rented a car and drove 10 hours straight to Scotland. Did the climb the next day and drove back to London the following day and flew home the day after that. There was more snow on Ben Nevis at 4,400 feet than on Kili at 19,100.
At least it could have been then! Great winter route.
I waited out a couple days of rain after finishing the WHW so I could pick this summit up.
My wife and I climbed this to get in shape for our trek on the Haute Route later in the year. We were hoping to do the CMD route but it was raining when we started so we did the tourist route instead. We had every from of precipitation known to man at various points of the route including a snow storm when we summited.
Really great hike up the hill. Didn't get any sunshine this day, even though the rest of my stay in Scotland was more like sunny California weather. Reached the top, and celebrated by eating wedding cake, left over from my friend's wedding 3 days earlier! Next time I'm taking the more difficult path.
Nice hike during our vacation in Scotland...
My very first mountain ever! I did it in a motorbike-trouser made of leather and felt a little bit as a stranger in this large queue of people. But it was a great day out (despite of the weather - hey, this is Scotland!) and obviously I was hooked ...
Was guiding a group of my classmates up the Ben on this beautiful day, some of which had never been in the hills before. Best weather i've ever encountered on Ben Nevis, and got back down to Achintee with a nice sunburn. My ex-girlfriend came back the same day from Malaga, and you should've see the look on her face when she saw the color of my skin :P
Beautiful mountain in a beautiful country. I can't wait to get back to the highlands. I road the train up from Oxford and climbed Ben Nevis, everything was great except for the train being delayed on the return due to cows on the track.
long day, not very nice conditions (complete white-out!)but a cracking day! and nice ascent. will definatly be goin back and trying a harder route
Once by Tower Ridge, once by Coire Leis. The first time we had the mountain to ourselves, the second time, the top was like Tesco car park.
In November 1960 as a final gesture before leaving the UK for good, I hitchhiked northward from Oxford. After a tramp in the English Lake District, I found myself at Fort William beyond Glasgow. While my memory of this uphill hike has faded, I remember following a trail in dense fog to Nevis's summit still enveloped in clouds. Lack of any view disappointed me but I felt some satisfaction of having reached the highest point in the British Isles.
I subsequently hitchhiked along Loch Ness to Inverness and on around Scotland to Edinburgh. There on a rainy Sunday morning before the castle, I met a madcap American heiress and had a smashing time riding in her rented Ford around Edinburgh looking for a bar to have a drink, then hurried south to England to find an open pub while carrying a lump of coal to Newcastle. At around midnight, we found the country hotel along Hadrian's Wall. Far more exciting than mountain climbing. Whoopie!