It’s no secret that Glen Affric is my favourite place on the planet. We’ll come to why, later. Meanwhile, the first in a short series of posts studying the more characterful shapes of trees at the glen.
Pine forests: what’s not to like? Scots Pine trees stand tall and proud, burnished orange-gold catching the sun; birch trees get a bit old and develop gnarly character. These are from a stroll in the Black Woods of Rannoch, on the south shore of Loch Rannoch. I noticed Gunnar’s Tree, named for Gunnar Godwin, a chap whose […]