Scotland: Land of Heather, Lakes and Sheep VII
What? But I have holidays! Oh yeah, sunrise. I take on some clothes quickly (actually I just put the jacket on every other layer of my clothes). I unpack my tripod and get out of the tent to cold morning. All thinkable shades of orange and pink color the sky. Between small islands there are small fishing boats. In the distance, the first morning ferry appears. It is almost a paradise for a photographer. Well, except winter and wind. Of course. Next time, be June, I will take gloves!
I stand on the top of one of the hills and look around. Unbelievable. Finally, it is warm. Grey clouds are away and I watch sunlit landscape. Below the hill, one of local lagoons just glitters. Little bit further, there is the ocean. Here and there a small island sticks out from it. Near my, in heather, there is a heard of cows. Along the shore, a narrow road runs and around it are sheep. Above me several eagles are making circles.
It seems that local farmers think about everything – I climb on one of the highest peaks of Harris. In a fence in the mid of heathers, somebody made a goalie net. I have still about two hours of sunlight left, but the light is already of golden color and shadows are becoming longer quickly. I feel as it is getting colder. Despite this, I sweat as crazy.
Finally on the top! I feel tired. Well, it seems that I shouldn’t have fill myself with rice before. Belowe me there is more than a hundred meters long abyss. On its bottom, small river makes dozens meanders. Grass around it is so green that it seems that it doesn’t fit Harris. Sheep enjoy it very much!
I cant fall asleep. A quick glimpse on my watch reveals that it is one minute after midnight. My last in Scottish countryside has just began. And it is also the the last but one in Scotland. I get out of my tent. It is freezing. Just above me the full moon shines and the landscape around me seems like it is from a different world. Large stones peaking from the ground look like they doubled during the night. The sea seems further away and the bottom of the gulf is now of silver color. I try to capture the atmosphere with my camera. However, the technology still doesn’t match the possibilities of our own eyes.
Now I have just a long journey to Edinburgh ahead, and a flight home. I do not want to leave! I find myself in the ferry again. I drink tea and look at the map of Scotland with markings of my routes, again. I will remember it for a long time. So much freedom, beautiful nature, and amazing people. The soonest I can get there would be after 10 months.
Text/photo: Matouš Vinš
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