This summit is about 40 minutes from Nicosia by road. GoogleMaps will plot the directions to the base of the northern most trailhead, although a better trailhead is visible on OpenStreetMaps a little further along the same road (at 34.918473N, 33.315676E). That’s the one that I went up. The road itself is dirt, but in good shape. No need for four-wheel drive or high clearance to access this peak.
There is a sign at the base of the trailhead, which indicates that this site is maintained by the Department of Forestry. The trail that runs up from here is a little gravely to start, but otherwise easy to follow. Along the way, there are some signs marked “E4”.
This is the rainy season, so the trail was mostly covered in grass, but there was the occasional thorn bush, so a climbing pole to push the brambles aside would be a good idea.
Along the trail, there were a lot of black dots on the ground: olives. Wind-beaten olive trees flank the path, so if you like olives, I guess there are plenty of snacks along the way.
Aerial photos appear to show trees near the top, but that is misleading: most are bushes. There are a couple low trees near the summit, but they proved good enough to support my end-fed halfwave antenna, which I tossed into the tallest of them and then threaded through a few bushes to keep the wire about two meters off the ground.
I worked 13 stations on 20m CW, but halted operation when rain went from a drizzle to a downpour, with more ominous clouds approaching from the Troodos Mountains to the west.
I am not sure why this is called “Atomoutti”. “Moutti” means mountain, so that is clear enough, and on the drive out to the mountain, I wondered if Atomoutti might just mean that this mountain is smaller than Nanomoutti, Picomoutti, and Femtomoutti, but I don’t think that’s the case. It is a two-point peak, so not the smallest on the island. On the Forestry Department map, I see it written as “Aetomoutti”.
What’s interesting is that the name on the trig point is “Moutti tou Gipa”. I believe that this means “Vulture Mountain”. Whether that is correct or not, it sounds better than “Teeny Tiny Mountain”, so when I tell this story, I will refer to it as my journey up Vulture Mountain.