A few images from a trip to the Cairngorms. An enjoyable the trip apart from some sort of weird reaction to a tick bite. I hate ticks.
I’ve not been to Harris in the summer for a while. The last time our tent blew down during the night, was totally wrecked and resulted in an undignified retreat to the ferry.
This time it was a bit different. An area of high pressure had sat on Scotland for about a week, providing an actual heatwave. It was magic. It was a proper summer. It was 32 degrees in Glasgow.
We had to go to Harris!
And so we did. We drove up to Skye and into autumn. Gradually the weather got worse. A wee bit of haze. A cloud. Darker cloud. Can't see the mountain tops anymore. Spots of rain. Drizzle. Shit, this is cold. I’ve not brought a jacket....Ah well. It’ll be an experience.
Dinner at The Three Chimneys (fantastic) and a snooze in the lay-by above Uig (miserable). Then it was on the ferry to Harris. The summer was back! It was hot. At 7 in the morning!
The rest of the week was absolutely brilliant.
Here are a few images which weren't part of the Summer Solstice series which I shot at St Abb's Head. These were made during the times when I wasn't trying to sleep/escape from the wind/get the stove to stay lit. St Abb's Head is a National Nature Reserve managed by The National Trust for Scotland in Berwickshire, Scotland. It's a fascinating spot - huge rugged cliffs, a Stevenson lighthouse, a foghorn and a massive seabird colony.