On a cloudy October morning in 2008, I quietly opened the door of Ling Hut, where we had arrived in darkness the night before, stepped out into the damp airContinue reading “Glen Torridon and the Awe of Time”
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On a cloudy October morning in 2008, I quietly opened the door of Ling Hut, where we had arrived in darkness the night before, stepped out into the damp airContinue reading “Glen Torridon and the Awe of Time”