An Early Start
Up early and out to Traigh Mhor (Big Sand), south from the ferry terminal. A rich morning light and a still sleepy island meant I had it near enough to myself.
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Sheigra – To the end of what was possible
This was a place we found by simply driving to the end of what was possible. We’d been down all the small roads off the road north from Kinlochbervie; Oldshoremore, Droman, the wonderful Bagh a’ Phollain.
Cape Wrath – Nothing Beyond
Since Mum and Dad visited Cape Wrath (the most north westerly outreach of the British mainland) in the late eighties I’ve always wanted to follow in their footsteps. Continue reading
Nature’s National Flag – Jim Crumley
I’m currently reading ‘The Nature of Autumn’ by one of our greatest nature writers Jim Crumley, seems apt just now, and came across a small piece about nature’s national flag and Mark Rothko. In my previous post ‘Clarity, Colour and Emptiness’ the last image could easily have accompanied Crumley’s thoughts on, ‘the triple expanses of sand and open sea and open sky’
Clarity Colour and Empitness – Beaches of North West Scotland 1
We walked onto the small stone jetty at Droman, a couple of miles north of Kinlochbervie, and were struck at once by the phenomenal clarity of the water and the breathtaking colours that were refracted through its glass like qualities.
Sandwood Bay
Kylebhan Colour
Colour, age and weathering
A last post on the Kylebhan series and a one unashamedly celebrating colour’s relationship with age and weathering. The next series of posts will not be necessarily chronological, but will all be related to the five weeks we spent in the high north after the Kylebhan experience.
MV Kylebhan
A Trawler with Character
Our home for the week was MV Kylebhan. It had a character all of its own and one that will stay with us all for many a year. It was built as a trawler in the 60’s but converted to carry 12 passengers soon after.
St.Kilda …. Looking Doubtful
Our third day and not much progress towards St.Kilda but all enjoying the Inner Hebrides and the uncertainty of where we would be mooring the next night. This evening we found ourselves in one of the remotest places in Scotland, Inverie on Knoydart, only accessible by foot or boat.
Depression – West Wales Water
Up and Down
I have read and been told that the road out of depression is one of ups and downs, with the ups slowly outweighing the downs.
Photography Walk One – Cwmfellinfach
We were lucky with the weather for a new series of walks with Caerphilly Countryside Services that started on Saturday, as I write this now there’s thunder around and some seriously heavy rain!
When Light is Magical
There are a few occasions when light seems more, much more than simply the everyday occurrence that we take for granted.
Enys Gardens – Cornwall – Bluebells
Underwater photography at Pembrokeshire
I encountered an unusual space the other day, one that’s around us as an island everywhere but curiously one that very few experience.
An Uncomfortable Space
The relationship between the cliff top and the sea has always fascinated me. The space that divides the two is somewhere we rarely venture. I’m not a rock climber and even then you’re still grounded, all be it to a near vertical incline.
Cwm Nash: At the Edge of Light
Much of my work over the years has been coastal, it’s somewhere were so much is going on; so many processes and changes, it’s continual and in constant flux and has the capacity to take you into a different space and time.
Caerfai
The hour and a half Brendan and I spent on the beach with the tide pushing us back towards the cliffs took me back to my work at Druidston in Pembrokeshire (more posts to follow).
Glimpse, by Brendan Stuart Burns
I’ve always been an avid collector of books and despite now owning a Kindle (they do have some advantages), I’ll keep collecting. You commune with books, they become part of you and immersion within them is an experience that is at times intensely personal.
