The subsequent ridge walk gave great views to the South and West.
By early afternoon, we were on the summit. We lingered an hour or so, wrapped up in out duvet jackets, admiring the view while the Goat celebrated his second round of Munros with a beer from his tankard and a chocolate bun... although we could neither name the hill we were on nor its height!! (It turned out to be Sgurr a Mhaoraich at 1027m).
We had a leisurely descent to a high camp overlooking Loch Hourn.
Sunday was morning glory, staying high to Buidhe Bheinn further West.
Someone was pleased to bag another Corbett.
More great views over Knoydart:
The Autumn colours were stunning as we walked back to the car through the valley.