“The average person thinks they’re more intelligent than average. Do you think you are more intelligent than the average person?”
I could only fit the second half of the artwork in my little viewfinder. There you are.
Archive for May, 2008
London Road
Wednesday, May 28th, 2008Campsite cooking
Saturday, May 24th, 2008
I really wanted to find that magical relaxed beach weekend that Fat Face, Toast, Howies, Whitestuff and the other lifestyle brands would have you believe you will begin to experience as soon as you slip inside their clothing; sunny walks on the coast, surfing, fishing, wave swimming with friends, barbequing fish on the beach. We headed for Aberdovey in Wales to seek out the endless summer dream, and even booked on a sea fishing boat in anticipation of cooking fresh mackerel around the beach fire. The bank holiday forecast didn’t look good though, with 50mph winds and heavy rain lined up. The forecast came good, the fishing boats stayed firmly moored up for the weekend. We did manage the outdoor fish cooking experience though, and found a great little campsite just inland of Aberdovey. Nearly there…
Crofters cottage
Sunday, May 18th, 2008
Drumbeg
Saturday, May 17th, 2008
Ullapool
Friday, May 16th, 2008
I didn’t think it ethical to shoot or publish this, but I am easily persuaded. Click image to enlarge. Ullapool harbour, after the ride.
Knockdamph Bothy, Loch an Daimh, Ullapool. This bothy has recently been renovated. Indeed, when we visited it featured dry matches and lighters, peat bricks, fresh water, a kettle, but most unusually 2 beds and a 1/3 bottle of Southern Comfort.
Libby and Alison found the in-track waters deeper than expected.
The Fannichs
Thursday, May 15th, 2008
Suilven
Wednesday, May 14th, 2008
An Teallach
Tuesday, May 13th, 2008
Suilven
Monday, May 12th, 2008
Top; Deer corpses, Glencapisp hunting Lodge, Lochinver, Scotland, middle; walker on the lower summit of Suilven.
Over the years I have developed the rather foolish habit of running down most of hills I find myself summiting. Its great fun and very quick getting down, but I suspect it’s not going to be great for the longevity of my knees. In this case though, it left plenty of time for a wee dip in the lock at the base of Sullivan followed by a sand castle building session. I love to imagine how harsh the winter winds have been over the thousands of years it’s taken to make beaches on these inland locks.
