A Day at Amulree – a bit of mild heather bashing

Other than a somewhat embarrassing diversion via an unplanned hill, the excursion of the previous week with Mr.P had been an outstanding success.  I did omit from the “tail” another embarrassing moment, this time for Mr.P, which resulted in him forgetting to change into his trainers before roaring off down the road back to his hotel in his wee BMW.  The additional carrier bag in the back of “The Tank” did puzzle me for a minute until I realised what had happened.  With the walk having different start and finish points it was a 2 car job with Mr.P’s 2-seater being left at the finish a couple of miles back from our start point.  While this was a very handy arrangement it did mean that I had to share the front passenger side with The Fatdog, which does bring back memories of the old game “How many people can you fit in a Mini”.

So, as a result of this reshuffling of resources, Mr.P’s trainers were left in The Tank waiting for their master’s return.  On the plus side he only left his trainers behind this time…last time it was the BMW!

Mr.P’s BMW roaring off – minus his trainers

You may wonder that this was a very convenient photo to have taken given Mr.P’s mental omission.  You may also wonder exactly when I knew he’d forgotten his trainers 😉 .

I digress.


Only a couple of days after our little jaunt with Mr.P, The Fatdog and I headed into the Perthshire hills about midway between Dunkeld and Loch Tay to do a bit of heather bashing on the Graham, Meall Dearg (near Amulree).

I don’t propose to bore you with the detail of the expedition so I’ve just posted a few photos below.  This was a walk of around 13km with between 400-500m of ascent, including a bit of rougher terrain (which proved to be fairly tame) lying between a track in – and a track out.

The Map

It proved to be an excellent route for this hill which, unknown to me, had quite a bit of bad press as regards its shorter access routes.  See what you think.

The track up Glen Quaich


Looking down on Loch Freuchie


Street signs in Hobbiton on the Hill


Hobbiton on the Hill…from where they blast grouse into smithereens.


The views to the north are pretty good


The terrain begins to toughen up now that we’re off the track and heading to Meall Dearg (right of photo).


There always seems to be one on every walk…the gate to nowhere.


Straight behind the little cairn is where we’re heading.


The shot of the day…the very well hidden Loch Fender.


Loch Fender with Meall Dearg behind.


The bleakness of Glen Fender. Not one for a dreich winter’s day.


The Fatdog on the Meall Dearg summit.


The summit view north


The view down the ridge to Beinn Liath – don’t bother – peat haggs – contour around the Glen Fender side.


Everybody’s favourites – windmills and peat haggs – all in one shot!


Heading out of Glen Fender


The last leg back to Amulree – looking back along General Wade’s military road (1700’s)


Oh…Mr.P’s trainers.  What happened?  Luckily Mr.P also realised his trainers had gone awol, I suspect when he realised he was having more difficulty with the pedals than normal.  A few miles back down our dead end road I came across a sheepish looking 2-seater BMW parked on the verge and an equally sheepish and shoeless MrP.   The errant footwear jumped out of the back of The Tank and hopped in through the BMW’s open window.  Job done and time for home.


17 thoughts on “A Day at Amulree – a bit of mild heather bashing”

    1. I doubt you’ll meet anyone on that route all year, Mark. 😆 You might get shot at more than once though…many grouse butts. The estate have been extending access roads from those shown on the maps. Must be a very noisy place in the grouse season.

  1. Pity about the windfarm…these things always strike me as an aesthetic crime, let alone being a con..

    Lovely set of photographs, thank you.
    Takes me back years to walking with my father.

    1. That was only a fraction of the propellors on show! 😯

      Whereabouts did you and your father walk?

    1. I have to admit I’m not a great fan of the moorlands…only fit for windfarms! 😆 I much prefer either rockier hills or grassier hills with scarp slopes and intricate features. 😀

      Maisie actually enjoyed that walk…she really enjoys getting “off track” and into the wild stuff. Mostly she looks a picture of abject misery until she reckons it’s feeding time.

    1. The views are surprisingly good Sheila. Like most of the hills in this part of Perthshire there are some long views to the south and east. The closest big hills are the Lawers range (in photo) and further west Ben Vorlich and Stuc a Chroin. In fact no matter where you walk south of about Dunkeld it’s impossible tonged away from the last two. 😆

      The way the estate has developed the access tracks they must be bringing in heavy artillery and tanks to blast the poor grouse!

    1. Hi Dave…welcome to the blog! 😀

      It’s one of those things you think about but ultimately think…bugger this I ain’t walking all the way around these hills to see if that characteristic guitar shape can be see from at least one viewpoint. 😉

      Maybe you fancy going back up to check? 😀

  2. The heartland of dreary Corbetts and Grahams 🙂

    Serioulsy that looks like a nice quiet day on some wild moorland. Like you I have tendancy towards the rockier hills but recently I’ve become beguiled by the wilder, remoter untrodden hills as well.

    Variety is the spice of something or otherf

    1. Not far wrong Andy.

      I have to admit to not being fond of the bleak moorlands…bloody boring places 😆

      They do tend to be quiet though…mainly because nobody else wants to go there. There is, however, a satisfaction to be gained knowing that very few people have seen these views…especially when you take a non-standard route.

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