How often do we seem to experience great light and locations as soon as home beckons? Even the drive down from Ullapool was an exercise in frustration. All the mountains along the route were now covered in snow, the fire grasses thick with frost, the lakes giving off mirror like reflections and the light glorious. Unfortunately it was not possible to stop along the way and these beauties had to be experienced without a camera in hand.
At the end of the day, I believe this is as it should be. Scotland showing itself at its best, teasing me, making me promise that I should return one day to deepen those scratches I have made on its surface.