"I came so far for beauty . . . "

But it was worth every single one of the 670 miles it took to get to Scotland's Applecross Peninsula.

 

No television, no mobile phone, no WiFi. Just landscape that takes the breath away. 

The Edinburgh Boy was in paradise.

 

Now we're heading home. Far too soon . . . 

Comments

[Jay]

That does look beautiful! It's amazing what solitude and natural beauty does for the soul, isn't it?

Sid would have been in heaven, too!

[Rattling On]

Looks idyllic...lucky devil. You don't fancy upping sticks and crofting?

[materfamilias]

Spectacular -- looks like beauty heightened by being side-by-side with bleakness.

[wendy robertson]

Dear Boots - been drowning in work so come here late but your blog, as always, is as refreshing as a clean shower. Your photographs alone merit a poem. No, two poems.
Edinburgh boy looks keen, curious, like a border pirate...
The lack of 'communication' - what a blessing. Do you think we are losing the gift of being alone?
wx

[60 Going On 16]

Jay: yes, this the perfect place for Sids! My Sid, ie the late Rough Diamond, would have loved it too.

Rattling On: the thought is very tempting but Scotland's west coast summer midges - always a complete nightmare - would, sadly, be a deterrent.

Materfamilias: this part of Scotland is one of the UK's few remaining areas of true wilderness and it does a unique and haunting quality.

Wendy: ah yes, poems are in the pipeline and I too have a good deal of favourite blog catching up to do. Re being alone - it is something I cherish and which I often write about - not here on the blog but in other writing, but I'm very much aware that the thought of solitude is something that many people find alarming. Ditto silence. Not me! (Can heartily recommend Sara Maitland's 'Book of Silence'.) That doesn't mean that I don't enjoy company; I cherish time spent with people I love, as well as meeting new people, and can be as gregarious as the best of them . . . just not all the time.