Baggin' Stob Ghabhar and Stob a’ Choir Odhair

Jack Black Melby led a group of 9 (Me, Marco, Debbie, David, & Athole - from our last outing - along with newbies Muriel & Tim Downie, Neal Gibson, and Merry - Athole's cocker spaniel) on an expedition up the two aforementioned munros. From the Victoria Bridge, a couple miles NW of Bridge of Orchy, Jack & co. set out across the glen to begin our ascent of Stob a' Choir Odhair (pronounced STOB a CORee OOR). Click here to see a crude map with a' Choir Odhair at aproximately mile 3.5 and Ghadhar at aproximately mile 5.5. The morning was calm and overcast. We had hopes of it clearing, but the weather would only become more gray and wet, and the midges would only become more hungry and thick:
We followed the river west from Forest Lodge - an extravagant retreat for Victorian aristocrats, who came into the wilds of Scotland for to shoot things:

Turning north from the river, Jack guided our grubby group to the cloudy ridge of a' Choir Odhair:
After scouting the trail, Jack beckoned us onwards along the burns (a.k.a. streams) and falls:

Self-portrait:
"It's ok guys, the water is safe to drink," cries our fearless leader:
Tim Downie, working on a 'less gay-seeming' climbing pose:
Marco, Neil, and Debbie. Drive on. It don't mean nothin'.
Even Jack pauses to admire the beautiful scenery:
But there are munros to be bagged. We must press onwards:
...and upwards:
Always tending to his pack, Jack Black patiently waits while the stragglers make their way up the hill:
And onto the misty mountain top, Debbie's 99th munro in the bag:
Jack's 2nd munro in the bag - a modest number, but not a fair indication of his climbing experience and skill:
Munro number 4 for me, Stob a' Choir Odhair in the bag:
The group begins to question why they are being led into such miserably wet and windy conditions by an upstart. Uh oh Jack, I think they are planning a coup: Fortunately for Jack, the coming together of many heads and many voices only left them bumbling, confused, and blind in the fog. So they again resigned themselves to his direction - to take us down from one peak...
And up the next...
The climb to Stob Ghabhar (pronounced STOB GOOR) followed a narrow ridge that seemed to be highly exposed on both sides - though it was hard to tell in the thick fog:
The climb was challenging and more interesting than previous ascents. Too bad we could only see 30 feet in any direction:
Debbie celebrates her 100th munro:

Only number 5 for me. The mountaineering poses are really coming along though:Braving the elements and bagging the munros - Jack's mantra.
The long descent:

* Addendum: I think the chiggers got me...