Red Cuillin

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“Moun­tains of black and gold Sun­sets fall­ing over the moor Oh take me there.” F ROM TH E SONG SKYE , B Y RUNR IG

Across the River Sli­gachan from the Black Cuillin lie the Red Cuillin – or sim­ply Red Hills to lo­cals – a range of peaks whose gran­ite can take on a fiery hue, par­tic­u­larly when helped by a ris­ing or set­ting sun. They may share the Cuillin name, but this one is the de­mure sib­ling, and less in­tim­i­dat­ing in both height and char­ac­ter. The tallest is Gla­maig at 2543 feet, a cone so per­fect it looks like a child’s sketch of a vol­cano, while Marsco at the other end of this posse of domed hills runs al­most as close. Then in the cen­tre of the pack is Beinn Dearg Mhead­honach – its name aptly means Mid­dle Red Hill – which can be climbed from Sli­gachan on a re­ward­ing out and back. Up close you’ll find those smooth lines of­ten turn to steep scree, but you won’t need hand on rock – or every fin­ger­tip cling­ing to rock – like you would in the Black Cuillin, which chisel across the panorama. WALK HERE: For your route to Beinn Dearg Mhead­honach turn to Walk 24 in this is­sue

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