Back up Glen Gairn to reach the Upper bit. I cycled as far as the bridge beside where the Bealach track heads uphill, but found it wrecked, so I just waded through the river. Three quarters of an hour took me up to the rocky section on a narrow path, with several groups of old buildings, presumably summer shielings, visible. With the breeze dropping, the midges started to get a bit fierce, so I didn’t hang about long before retracing my steps. I spotted nineteen buzzards on my way up the glen, plus several ravens, wheatear, meadow pipit, swallow, dipper and snipe.