Climbing the Corbett’s it’s taken 65 years to complete. Thanks for all the fun and companionship.

What is a Corbett?

Corbetts are Scottish mountains over 2,500 feet (762 metres) and under 3,000 feet (914.4 metres), with a drop of a least 500 feet (152 metres) between each listed hill and any adjacent higher one. There are 221 summits classified as Corbetts, and they are named after John Rooke Corbett, who originally listed them.

My first Corbett the magical Goatfell with my Dad, Mum sisters and brother was in Arran. I never even knew what a Corbett was then. We went to Galloway often on the Merrick and other hills and they gave me an appetite for mountains. I served my apprenticeship on these mountains and still have grand memories. The Corbett’s got forgotten Due to chasing the Munros, climbing in winter and summer and lots of foreign expeditions I sadly took little notice of these great hills. Many years I ticked off the odd one at the end of a long day but was not chasing them.

My sister Rosemary on Goatfell

To many it was a continuation of a journey after the Munros but I was so busy and glad now that my journey took so long. I have enjoyed these mountains so much mainly for the views of their bigger neighbours and often you have the hill to yourself. Yeti when I go out often alone that’s when I feel at one with the hills. I have no agenda, no rush and to be away from paths and crowds is a great feeling.

Yet many Corbetts have been done in company and I treasure these days so much. The mountains are my space, my thinking place. Over the years they have brought me such happiness and at times sadness.

I am lucky to still be able to wander slowly up the hills and Glens, see new and familiar sites and have special memories. My last Corbett is :

Creach Bheinn is a continuation of the ridge from Beinn Sgulaird and offers wonderful views of the western seaboard.

Creach Bheinn (Loch Creran).

Region: Argyll

Altitude: 810 metres

Creach Bheinn, from Druimavuic

Parking is tight.

Creach Bheinn is a rather sprawling summit, but its position above the western seaboard gives it superlative views out to the islands of Lismore and Mull as well as towards the Glencoe peaks.

So off we go to my last Corbett how I have enjoyed them no rush just enjoying these hills.

A great read if you want to do them faster.

We had a great day yesterday the views all day were spellbinding . We had some great pals with me to enjoy a superb day.

It was a wander up onto estate track then on to the open ridge and we could see everything from Mull to the Mamores.

The summit

There was a wee party on the top and two Eagles did a fly past.

Thank you all last Corbett

It was a great day with good pals in a special place with a warmth that kind folk can bring. We al walked off into the sun of the hill everyone had a great day and thank you all.

About heavywhalley.MBE

Mountain Rescue Specialist. Environmentalist. Spent 37 years with RAF Mountain Rescue and 3 years with a civilian Team . Still an active Mountaineer when body slows, loves the wild places.
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4 Responses to Climbing the Corbett’s it’s taken 65 years to complete. Thanks for all the fun and companionship.

  1. George Phillips says:

    Heavy, you are a STAR !

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  2. James Higgins says:

    I a looking with interest at the footwear you are wearing on the summit of goatfell. In my day we called them caramac sandals because of the colour of the soles. At the end of school term 1971 my school, Stewarton High, organised a day trip to Arran when the whole school left on 6 double decker busses to have a day out. Activities were to vary from beach combing to swimming, golf to climbing goat fell. I was biting at the bit. Goat Fell my choice. My mother took me to the local co op to kit me out with clothes for the day and much to my protests dressed me like little lord pontelroy instead of Edmund Hillary. My request for Tuf Boots was put down and I was shod in sandals the very same as your own. I was 11 yrs old and did what I was told. The day of the trip was a typical wet mucky day and by the time I got home the toes of my new shiny oxblood sandals had been kicked into holes and one of the soles had all but dropped off. The next years trip my mother put me down for fishing and told me my wellies would do but it never stopped me heading for the hills. Yes my first was Goat Fell but I was not to actually see the Arran ridges for another 3 years on a fine spring day. Thats when the bug really took.

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  3. Simon Glover says:

    Congratulations Dave. You must be thrilled, after so long.

    Like you, my first Corbett was Arran’s Goat Fell (5/4/1980). Magical place.

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