Sitting behind the lee of of our baby 4×4, Marianne and I escaped the full force of the wind on this day in the highlands of Iceland. Previously at Ljotipollur, we had been bowled over while sitting down with our tripods!. The shifting light danced across the hills so rapidly here it was amazing to watch.
The Glen Brittle area in Southern Skye is one of the locations (of many) that I have pencilled down for many a return trip in the future once I can afford the time , travel cost, and independent enough kids to share the experience with. This is one of the easier hikes in the area which just happened to start glowing while the gear was stowed away. As soon as the tripod was in the right position, true gloom set in for the evening and the distant passing light had passed for good. Scotland was memorable for its passing light in our trip there in 2010.