Mist rolls across the tops of the Highland hills like an entity that’s alive, there’s a sense of it having its own will and character. The mass that is both gray and white at the same time, blends into the sky overhead so that the feeling imparted is of being inside an overturned bowl. This isn’t Texas, where they term a never-ending expanse of atmosphere, ‘Big Sky’ country. No, everything hangs low here when the sun is not shining and the cobalt sky is hiding behind the mists. Even so the sense of vastness is extreme. The mountains seem like prehistoric giants, merely slumbering for a spell. How can it be both vast and insular at the same time?
I came to know the Scotland I write about here in part because of my Highlands Tour with Haggis Adventures. The overall campaign I took part in is brought to you by Edinburgh’s Hogmanay and is supported by ETAG, EventScotland, Homecoming Scotland, VisitScotland, Edinburgh Festivals, Marketing Edinburgh, Historic Scotland, Haggis Adventures, Skyscanner and Unique Events.
However, the embarrassingly enthusiastic opinions and every exclamation point in this post are solely my own.
Because this is Scotland. A land of contradictions and of surreal possibilities!
When nature does close in on you, it’s with a mysteriousness that matches the creeping mists. Moss and lichen hang so heavy from trees that it suggests the limbs drip with life. Rivers flow fast and dark with water that appears never to freeze over. Rocks and tree trunks are carved with strange symbols of a pagan religion. And in January, there is more blooming and growing here than I have seen anywhere else, in any country, in any winter I’ve lived through. The plants are low lying, prickly at times and forever being shaken by wind but nonetheless here should you choose to pay attention to them.
Why did the Vikings want to conquer this place? Why did England fight so hard to keep these lands within their kingdom? Why does it seem every Scotsman is a storyteller? Why, even on a gray day, does this place impart a feeling of serenity I never found in the rolling hills of my native Vermont or even in my much-beloved Spain?My theory is this: Scotland actually IS the home of magic, if any exists in our world. It makes its home in the glens, on the mountains [a munro if it’s smaller and a ben if it’s above 4000 feet] and in the bonnie isles of the North Sea where tartan and wool keep the cold at bay and where ‘aye’ can have more meanings than there are types of Whisky. Scotland casts a spell on those who cross into its borders and holds them sway inside a place where nothing seems impossible and where every breath seems somehow sweet. The locals even have a term for what I’m trying to explain: DSL. Otherwise known as, Deep Scottish Love. And when you leave the fold, that feeling you have of intense longing and of missing the place you fell so deeply in love with? That’s called the DSLblues.
But don’t take my word for it. Visit for yourself and tell me if you don’t feel the magic too!!
I basically want to make out with every single one of these photos.
I know that’s weird, yes.
Can we go back? Dammit?
Weird perhaps, but I’ll take it mate. Thank ya. 🙂
And yes, let’s. Go back.
All those Instagram pictures made me jealous. Looks like you guys had a lot of fun. Never been to Scotland and still dying to go!
GO, Michael! It’s simply the most wonderful, difficult, beautiful, wild, sexy, mysterious and thrilling place. One of my two favorite countries now.
Sorry we made you jealous though. I always look at that word as a negative. My hope is always to inspire 😉
Hey Kirsten, loving your shots from the trip! Particularly the one from Dochart with the reflections of the trees and the rock underwater. 🙂
Glad you like that one, Peter! It was an afterthought as I was rushing to get back to the bus. But I love it too. Glad I stopped to take it.
Wow, put me on a plane right now… S-t-u-n-n-i-n-g!
I feel the same way!! I just want to go back. Now!
love the wildness, captured by close-ups of textures…
Thank you!! I tend to mix it up with both wide landscapes and details. Sometimes I think it’s the details that make a place even more than the broad strokes.
Thank you. I was in scotland in september and your pictures brought it all back. I loved it there and plan on going back.
I’m so glad I could bring it all back for you!! I hope you get to go back soon.
It looks amazing!!!
It truly was. A place I could return to over and over and over and never tire of.