Poor Suilven, worthy/infamous Stornoway ferry of yore.
Your demise reminds us of the words of Calum Ossian…..
Farewell Suilven, you’ve met your fate
After forty years of carrying freight… 165 more words
A couple of weeks ago I thought I would treat myself to a stalk on a rare week without guests. Asa, who is my gillie/keeper for the 2015 season, and I went out and scouted one of the estates we work with, trying to find the rutting stags with the hope of getting my first ever Scottish red deer. 951 more words
A summary of August in photos, spanning from the Isle of Harris to the gorgeous peninsula of Point.
After a Summer of seeing and photographing these amazing islands, I’ve grown to appreciate where I’m from so much more, making leaving here for another year in university all the more sad…but sweet still, because it’s here to come back to! 56 more words