Ardbeg still life.
Kildalton Cross. Yes, this image has been PhotoShopped big time--the light was terrible, and the more I tried to fix the photo, the weirder it got. Call it "photographic art" rather than a photograph.
Interesting that Kildalton and Kilnave Crosses are of about the same vintage (ca. 800), but in radically different conditions. It is apparently down to the comparative hardness of the stones used.
The lighthouse at the Mull of Galloway, from the foghorn.
End of the road.
On my flight home, the entire North Atlantic was covered by cloud--except for Greenland, which stood out like a hairy chest in a disco shirt. The fabulous views I had piqued my interest for a visit to this remotest of links in the North Atlantic Arc.
And thus endeth my Magnus Opium. When I started out posting a journal of my activities on this forum, I had no intention of getting this involved. And I have no intention of doing it again! I hope nonetheless that some of you enjoyed it.
Crieftan wrote:TH -
A fabulous account of a wonderful journey. Sure you won't publish a sequel next year?
Well, I'll tell you what: it won't be here. If I ever get around to putting up a proper web page, I'll do it there, and let you know.
Thanks, Frodo. The great thing about a trip like this is that it lasts all year--five months planning and looking ahead, a month happening, and six months digesting and reminiscing. Well, I suppose the reminiscing lasts a lifetime; and truth to tell, I'm already thinking about next year's trip!
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