![]() However, despite extensive research, we failed to turn up any guide-books or articles covering the West Coast of Jura walk, excepting one hugely amusing though almost entirely uninformative account in The Angry Corrie – the Scottish online hill-walking journal. I immediately nominated myself for the post of walking partner in this enterprise and we set about planning the trip for the following spring. However, to the north, occasional snatched glimpses down through Glen Batrick to Loch Tarbert – a body of water that all but bisects the island in its middle – offered a tantalising vista of sunlit white sand and glittering blue water.Īfter our draughty day on the Paps, Fiona launched her aspiration to walk Jura’s remote west coast into my orbit. ![]() A strong wind and fast-moving low cloud meant that our view of the world beyond our immediate vicinity was intermittent and fleeting. Such inconveniences were forgotten as we scrambled and clambered on the mountains’ scree-strewn flanks. Characteristically of the island, we had to make do without paths for much of the walk and struggled through tussocky bogs to reach the foot of the mountains. ![]() When we arrived, the riotous Jura Music Festival was underway in Craighouse, the Island’s main settlement, which is home to some 180 souls.įor all of this fixture’s raucous entertainment value, however, the highlight of our trip was a day spent traversing Benin Shiantaidh and Beinn an Oir – the highest of the three dome-like, quartzite mountains comprising the strikingly beautiful Paps of Jura. When I visited her there at the summer’s end, we made the short ferry crossing of the Sound of Islay to explore the isle of Jura for a few days. Last summer, my friend Fiona worked as a SYHA warden at the Port Charlotte youth hostel on Islay.
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