Welcome to my blog! Here you can find a collection of shots, blether & tales from a free soul roaming the reaches of Scotland. Feel free to take a look around & get lost in a dream world of caves, glens & munro peaks.
Latest posts
- The green, green grass of Kintail
Scotland is not always toil, not always wasteland; sometimes she blazes green, and her paths are soft as moss under your feet, smelling of hyacint and dandelion. Kintail was one of those times, during that sparkling spring when Scotland tried to staunch my dripping heart. - Ik wil samen buiten zijn
A poem about working inside and living outside, about hands that feel and ravens that smile. - Bothy culture
The first time I slept in a bothy, it was cold and wet and grim – a bog-soaked tangle by a woodless fireplace. Out of desperation, my friends and I burned a book, gasping for a flicker of heat. It disappeared… Read more: Bothy cultuur
