Iolair-Bhara
Cruachan Beann: Stob Daimh, Drochaid Ghlas, Ben Cruachan, Stob Dearg & Meall nan Each
That expectant, magical spell that precedes the coming of a new dawn.
In this case, roughly thirty minutes before sunrise.
You almost never see a single soul on the Highland hills at this time. This being a Sunday morning, & me daring to traverse a couple of 'Munros', humanity would soon start to make an appearance - but long after the best of the day.
A vague feeling of guilt sometimes affects my thinking at times like this: to stand there gawping at such majesty, & be the only living soul in miles to witness it.
Cruachan Beann: Stob Daimh, Drochaid Ghlas, Ben Cruachan, Stob Dearg & Meall nan Each
That expectant, magical spell that precedes the coming of a new dawn.
In this case, roughly thirty minutes before sunrise.
You almost never see a single soul on the Highland hills at this time. This being a Sunday morning, & me daring to traverse a couple of 'Munros', humanity would soon start to make an appearance - but long after the best of the day.
A vague feeling of guilt sometimes affects my thinking at times like this: to stand there gawping at such majesty, & be the only living soul in miles to witness it.