To the Highlands II


After a fabulous night in Inverness (including an entertaining chat with some other travellers who thought we were locals at the Hootananny bar) we hit the road again. However, despite creeping around the entire edge of the loch, there was no Nessie – save this fibre-glass beast. (Located right next to a portrait of Mel Gibson as William Wallace at Nessieland.)



Fort Augustus

I loved everywhere we went in Scotland, but the Glen Affric nature reserve was extra special. There’s a moss there (snot-green that hangs like a beard off trees) that only thrives in the purest air. Near the car park it was just sort of hanging there, but the deeper into the hills we walked, the shaggier and healthier it got. I spent a lot of time breathing deeply and sighing contentedly while there – marveling at the Jurassic Park-like landscape. The temperature was below zero, and as you can see below, everything was encrusted with ice.

Glen Affric



Glen Affric

From Glen Affric we rolled back across the east of Scotland, passing through rugged moors and beautiful mountain ranges, before heading back down to Edinburgh as night fell. I would love a recording of Peter, our guide, rolling the words “Forth Rail Bridge” over and over. His accent was amazing!



I’m not sure if it’s because Scotland reminds me of home, but I can’t speak highly enough of the experience. The wonderfully warm people, the glorious landscapes, and the quirky little moments we enjoyed (if you ever get the chance to drink beer made from heather and honey, do so). Having experienced winter, and now autumn, I want to go back for another season. I hope spring comes soon.




All photographs taken on 35mm with a Canon AE-1 camera.

To the Highlands I

Our Scotland adventure got off to a weird start. Laura and I flew to Edinburgh on Monday night, staying for the night in a hostel. When we checked in, the lackadaisical receptionist keyed in our details, looked up, and declared me a pineapple, and Laura a mushroom. Our spirit produce? All would become clear as we got to our room, which was pizza themed. Not exactly the Gaelic experience we were expecting!

It was fine for the night though, and the next morning we were up bright and early. We jumped into our tour van, and headed towards Stirling Castle and the Wallace Monument.

Stirling Castle
stone & rock

After waving at Hamish the Scottish coo, we crossed over the fault line from the low lands into the Highlands taking in the majesty of Loch Luibnaig, Loch Earn, Glen Ogle and Glen Dochart.


From there we headed north to Rannoch Moor and into gorgeous Glencoe. Jagged rocks, seeping earth and high hills the colour of mustard.


highland mustard

icing sugar

Finally, live fish at a truck stop. No idea what kind, or where the wee fish were going, but it made my day:

Live fish

All photographs taken on 35mm with a Canon AE-1 camera.