Iolair-Bhara
Garbh Bheinn
Having been on the snowy heights in Glen Coe the previous day, I had planned an easy-ish plod up the long spine of Beinn na Gucaig, above Inchree. The idea was to photograph a wintry Ben Nevis at dawn from a lesser known vantage point. Well, the 'easy plod' turned out to be nothing short of purgatory; a total grind involving frozen long grass giving way to clawing, calf-deep snow; a laborious, soul-destroying hell that threw my totally inaccurate estimations out the window! I was never going to reach my intended position in time for 'golden hour'.
Had I been successful, a little bonus I had banked on was photographing the Ardgour Hills, across Loch Linnhe, later in the morning on my way down. My subsequent failure, however, meant that suddenly Garbh Bheinn was top of the bill. This image would never have been captured had I got my sums correct. Serendipitous.
Garbh Bheinn
Having been on the snowy heights in Glen Coe the previous day, I had planned an easy-ish plod up the long spine of Beinn na Gucaig, above Inchree. The idea was to photograph a wintry Ben Nevis at dawn from a lesser known vantage point. Well, the 'easy plod' turned out to be nothing short of purgatory; a total grind involving frozen long grass giving way to clawing, calf-deep snow; a laborious, soul-destroying hell that threw my totally inaccurate estimations out the window! I was never going to reach my intended position in time for 'golden hour'.
Had I been successful, a little bonus I had banked on was photographing the Ardgour Hills, across Loch Linnhe, later in the morning on my way down. My subsequent failure, however, meant that suddenly Garbh Bheinn was top of the bill. This image would never have been captured had I got my sums correct. Serendipitous.