Arthurs Seat and Salisbury Crags part 4
And so to the last part of this mega post featuring a wee wander around the Radical Road on Arthurs Seat and the Crags. We’ve done all the views from high up to death so now it’s time to get back down to nearer sea level and head back to where we started via the inside part of the park, the bit you don’t see from the road.
The park is shut to traffic until 4pm on a Sunday during the winter months (6pm in summer) and the locals certainly make the most of it.
Following the path it sweeps around to the right, you can cut off up over the grass here and go right to the top of the Crags but today we’ll stay on the lower path.
A quick glance over your shoulder here and you’ll catch sight of St Anthony’s Chapel or at least what’s left of it, sitting high up above St Margaret’s Loch.
The path starts to get muddy here and if you glance to your left you’ll see Hunters Bog. And yes, it’s a proper bog, not a little loch so try not a get stuck in the mud.
The whole hillside is covered in this clumpy type grass, quite handy for getting the mud/dog shit of your shoe.
You get all sorts out walking, there was even a woman with a buggy along this muddy narrow path. Here, a slightly posh bloke in a flat cap glares at your intrepid photographer!
There are many routes to the top of Arthurs Seat, by the amount of people trying this one, I’m assuming it must be one of the easier routes up. I’ve never been up this way, I’ve always gone up from Dunsapie Loch.
Those people look like ants! And so they should, their about 700ft higher up than you, right on the top of Arthurs Seat.
A view back from where we just walked. Do try and not walk this in flip flops, it’s pretty muddy and we did witness not one but two people going arse over tit in it as we walked along. Sadly, no pictures.
And with a bit of mild mountaineering over the last few rocky bits we’re back on the path and heading back to civilisation!
The whole walk takes about and hour and a half, depending on how long you stop to admire the views, complain about how sore your legs are, and the number of muddy dogs you decide to shepherd along the way with you. Well worth it though!