Highs and lows
Highs and lows of the
Pentland hills
The
Pentland hills sit to the south of Edinburgh, running in a line for twenty miles
west to the Clyde valley. The city itself occupies a strip of land between the
high ground and the shore of the Firth of Forth, while further to the south, across a
wide fertile plain, the Border hills edge the sky line. Driving out of the city on the A702, we park
up at the Flotterstone Inn , finding a place in a crowded car park. The day is
warm and bright, with some light showers forecast for early afternoon. The good
weather has brought out walkers and cyclists and we pass many of them
throughout the coming hours. Most friendly and happy to exchange greetings,
others with clear ‘do not disturb’ demeanours. march on avoiding any eye
contact. The early section involves a fairly steep pull up across open hill
side with views gradually opening up from the south flank of the range. We reach
the top of Turnhouse hill within 40 minutes, the first in a long line of
summits. Spectacular 360 degree views as
pools of sunlight spot the land and sea, while lumps of cloud scud and sweep the
sky driven on by a stiff south easterly wind. A quick descent on a wide path of
loose stone, ahead the track continues up the slope of the next summit, a
winding white scar bisecting the hillside. We stop for lunch before tackling
the incline, seeking shelter in the lea of the hill. The top of Carnnethy hill
is quickly reached, the small plateau hosts numerous stone circles, imagining
an older time when the Votadine Celts built and occupied in hill forts in
Southern Scotland. These constructions
however, do not look at all ancient. At the bottom of the next bealach the path
offers an escape route off the ridge and down into the adjacent valley. Close
to the bottom of this drop we round a bend to find a cuckoo sitting atop a
fence post. It lingers for a few moments before taking flight up the hill side,
staying close to the ground it is harassed and pursued by three smaller birds,
clearly wanting it off their property! We now follow the road all the way back
to the car park. It runs alongside the Loganlea and Glencorse reservoirs, both supplying
part of Edinburgh’s water needs. Fly fishermen stand waterside whipping their
lines across the rippled surface. The tarred road stays close to the water’s
edge. Newly hatched coot swim among the water weed; a flock of geese flap and
call from the across the loch; cattle, fat and docile, munch grass close to the
fence line, unperturbed by our presence. We re-join the outward section of the
walk passing a small memorial to CTR Wilson, a local man who won the Nobel Prize for Physics. We have covered about
twelve kilometres in four hours, a walk evenly divided between the high ground
across Turnhouse and Carnethy Hills and the low level return route by Loganlea
and Glencorse reservoirs. Despite its closeness to Edinburgh and the numbers
using the area it retains enough of its native charm to make a return visit,
albeit further along the ridge, more than likely.
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