What are the best camera settings for landscape photography?

I have a bit of a love/hate relationship with modern cameras, I’ll admit. For one thing, they are far more complex than they need to be to shoot landscapes. ItContinue reading “What are the best camera settings for landscape photography?”

Camera Exposure – A Primer in Photography’s Most Important Fundamental

Understanding exposure is the most fundamental knowledge in the world of photography. This short primer will explain all the terms and what they mean. By the end of this article,Continue reading “Camera Exposure – A Primer in Photography’s Most Important Fundamental”

An Incredible Summit Camp on Scotland’s Third Highest Mountain: Braeriach

It was three little words that cemented my decision to attempt the hill I’ve been dreaming of for nearly a decade. Three little words in the weather forecast that carriedContinue reading “An Incredible Summit Camp on Scotland’s Third Highest Mountain: Braeriach”

Diving into the Fantastic Beauty of Scotland’s Purple Heather.

Heather season is well and truly here at last in the Highlands, with the tiny pink flowers drenching the landscape in colour. I got out a couple of times inContinue reading “Diving into the Fantastic Beauty of Scotland’s Purple Heather.”

My Perfect Night Out – Cairngorm Solstice

A certain euphoria came over me as I dashed back and forth. This was living. My heart was bursting with the joy of the mountain. My lungs breathed the clarity of the air. My blood flowed with the purity of the water that flowed and pooled in the rocks. My eyes sparkled with richness of the morning light. My body felt the coldness of the wind and stone, but met it with its own life and warmth. A part of everything. Not apart from it.

Moments of Loch Maree

I have always thought the waters of Loch Maree are one of those few places in Scotland that can only be described by one word: elemental. As if they came fresh from the forging of the world. Pure. Tempestuous. Wild.

The long nose of the kayak rode up on a wave and slapped down hard, splashing water into the air. The wind snatched the spray and slapped me in the face with it, catching me in the eyes. Stung, I shook my head and blinked, but I couldn’t raise a hand to my eyes. I couldn’t stop paddling; not even for a moment. Instead I dug in again, keeping to the rhythm, keeping the boat moving forward. I was alone on the water in the storm, fighting through the headwind. As my eyes cleared once again I looked up through the spray. I could see I still had a long way to go before I reached the shore.