Third and last time in Inverness on this trip. I had been thinking of going up to Wick for the day, but realized, after a not-too-early start and a detour on the way, that would never happen, and stopped when I got to Dornoch and explored the effects of »
Pulling myself away from the trees at Clanach, I discovered Corrieshalloch Gorge (it sometimes seemed I’d done no research for this trip, but actually I did sort of know about the Gorge but not how amazing it, and the hiking round about, is).
The National Trust carpark for the Gorge »
It’s a great drive north from Tarbert across the Isle of Lewis. It became an example of how you can never do enough research when I got to the standing stones at Callanish and found them surrounded by cones and tape; there was no one there at the time, »
On the Isle of Harris, I drove south from Tarbert along the west side of the island. I stopped for a few hours on the A859 at a couple of places around Seilebost. Every which way I pointed the camera, there was a new idea of how to make »
I had planned the trip so I would hop around the islands with ferries, not bridges; on the way to catch the ferry at Uig, I was able to stop at Portree
While in London I had met someone who offered to introduce me to Glasgow, so I collected my car a day early and headed down the A9 instead of going down the Great Glen along Loch Ness and on to Mallaig as originally planned.
The A9 is »
I originally arrived Inverness last week, on the connecting flight from Amsterdam with Delta/KLM. Very nice airport, but a ways out of town. Bus proved very effective for getting into town, but I left my gloves on the bus and over the next few days, the staff of the »
I think this is the third try to take photos from the train in the UK. Previously some combination of not sitting by the window, window too dirty, train moving too fast, lack of clear views ahead, had conspired to make it a fruitless exercise. This time I was »
I came down to London on Friday on the Caledonian Sleeper. Great to able to travel down at night, although probably would have been a better night’s sleep if I’d not thought a seat would be adequate. And no, I didn’t try for any photographs. I was in the »
Here we are again at the cottage by Lake Michigan, near Michillinda. This is the one owned by Jill’s cousin, where this photograph originated. When we arrived, we headed down to the strip of beach there, and this is the view as you head down the steps to »
