Wester Ross
Distant drama of Torridon peaks, tamed by sun and fair weather. Up close, towering castles of red rock stand high, tumbling boulders into peat pool and bog. Stalkers path leads up damp midge-ridden glen, with the reward of fine views and solitude, beneath dark brooding tops. Or sun sparkling brightness on crystaline screes, barely yielding a path. Shadows sculpt land into precipice and peak. Sharp edges scrape at the sky. Then no higher can you go. Pause and reflect, with the wind in your ears and no limits to what your eyes see all around.
distant Torridon peaks from Gairloch
moody Laitach
Coire Dubh Mor (the "big black corrie")
boulder field
coming down the glen
torrent
the long walk in
standing high
scraping the sky
Beinn Eighe
