For about 13 years I have been of the opinion that it has not been a year without at least one trip to Glen Affric. My favoured time is autumn, late October, to catch the trees in the Caledonian Forest reserve at their most colourful. Arriving before sunrise, the light is all dull and the […]
A handful of photos from a walk in the woods in Morvern – mostly native birch and oak trees, back-lit by low golden late-afternoon sunlight – absolutely beautiful. Come walk with me.
One of my favourite walks around the local area is the Oak Walk – running along the edge of a large field, it gets beautiful evening sunlight and has some characterful trees One or two local folk have populated it with wooden sculptures, for amusement factor And the surrounding paths are well populated with wild […]
On the third day of my holiday last year, the weather took a turn for the worse and my chosen route for the day was closed until Spring, so I went for a walk around the Reelig Glen just outside Inverness. To be more accurate, the first walk around the glen was favourably interrupted by […]
More experiments with the Olympus 7-14mm lens: a study in trees around Glen Lednock.
The Black Woods of Rannoch are a particularly favourite stroll. One of the Caledonian Forest reserves (the only one I know in Perthshire), they boast many native and rare flora species – Scots Pine, birch, rowans, alder, willow and juniper and lichens and fungi – as well as being home to wild deer (as I […]
It seems like ages ago now – but back in April, a friend took me for a walk up Corrie Fee near Glen Clova. It was the first time I’ve been there, and didn’t know exactly what to expect; the first stretch through the forestry was pleasant (once the weather made its mind up what […]
For the final instalment in this series of images from Inverawe, three of the most characteristic subjects: sweeping lines of larch branches; a closeup of a particularly characterful oak leaf; and the road leading ever on and beyond. Thank you for following.
A study of lines and shapes and forms of tree branches.
Where we walked. The old fellow was the first dog with whom I’d found an understanding. I remember it well – sitting in the back garden in the middle of one’s labours, he came around, sat beside me and basically said “look, it’s TLC behind the flappers, OK?”, and that was the moment of breakthrough. […]