Loch an Daimh and Meall Buidhe

In a month this was a second paddle on one of Glen Lyon’s reservoirs, this time Loch an Daimh with the intention of gaining a less-well-travelled route up the hill, Meall Buidhe, at its western end.

A short, uphill, trolleyed portage got us on the water quickly after clambering over a locked gate beneath the reservoir’s dam and immediately the scenery ahead and blue skies promised good things for the day ahead.





After about an hour of paddling, we had covered the five, meandering kilometers or so of loch to the point where we would start our walk at the bottom of Gleann Daimh.





Despite the lack of a path, we had a relatively easy passage upwards from this point, crossing the odd gully with interesting waterfalls along the way and soon enough, views north to north west opened up before us. A wall of hills from Ben Alder in the East extending west to the Mamores and on to Glen Coe extended like a dam trying to hold back a mass of darkening clouds and rain. My favourite, Beuachaille Etive Mor, stood distinct and immediately recognisable beyond the waters on Rannoch Mor, but in short time we lost detail on its craggy frontage as the gloomy conditions spilled over in our direction.





After a change in effort, due to steeper terrain, we reached the summit and had a quick rest and nibble out of the breeze by the lower of two cairns. From here we turned our attention to the views east and south, newly opened up to us, which allowed us to look back over Loch an Daimh and the hills surrounding it. This proved to be a stunning vantage point; to the south and east a relatively low number of hills were close and detailed, conversely in the opposite direction with Rannoch Moor acting as an extensive barrier, a wider extent of more distant and numerous hills, less detailed, were visible to the north and west.




Conscious of the approaching bad weather, we began our more direct descent back to Loch an Daimh and sure enough some light drizzle soon caught up with us but it was only a brief damp spell in an otherwise summery day. As we set off on the paddle back, the wind had even dropped and our expected tail wind came to very little so not much time was shaved off that which we had taken to get in, never mind, we were in no hurry and enjoyed the views in the opposite direction and the shifting light on the hills made by the combination of cloud cover and sun light.





All in, this was a another fantastic paddle and hill combo and proof that these reservoirs are worth checking out – not so uninteresting as they appear at first glance on the map.


Comments are closed.

%d bloggers like this: