The Glencoe Lochan is always a beautiful tranquil spot. This image was taken during Easter when the daffodils were open, which add a splash of colour in the foreground before your eyes are drawn down the length of the Lochan.
Isle of Skye, February 2007 :)
This image was taken on Rannoch Moor, Scotland on a very cold December morning (2007).
An early morning view of the River Coupall on Rannoch Moor, Scotland. In the distance are Meall a’ Bhuiridh and Creise. This photograph was published in the October 2008 edition of “Outdoor Photography” Magazine.
Featured in ‘Stillness Speaks’ March ‘09 with thanks. / The mesmorising landscape at Waternish Isle of Skye. My canon EOS 400D 18-55mm lens.
This scene is looking over Lochan na h-Achlaise towards the peaks of Stob a’Choire Odhair and Stob Ghabhar. It’s on the Black Mount on Rannoch Moor just south of Glencoe and it is only just within the Highland Boundary with Arygll & Bute just to the south and Perth & Kinross to the East. The mountains were covered with the last of the winters snow and the melt waters were beginning to flood these wee lochans. As I took this image, I’ll always remember feeling privileged by just being there to witness this tranquil beauty. I can still almost feel the crispness of the air even now. It is at times like these, I understand why photography is so much of a part of my life. This image was given the joyous honour of being nominated by Brendan Schoon in the Pay It Forward Group. This is what he had to say my image:- “It took a little time till I had found the work I really admire! The work that really makes me silent for a while, the work that I won’t forget so easily! / I like this work because of the B&W tone, the usage of the foreground. The bush is reflecting perfect in the water and creating so much depth in this shot, the white snowy mountains at the background which are giving me the feeling Wish I Was There!!! Truly an amazing work! Had to nominate this work.” Truly an amazing and humbling compliment. Thank you Brendan.
Milarrochy Bay on the shores of Loch Lomond. Long exposure, taken after sunset Nov 08
A summer storm fills the burns with the rains that fall upon the heights of the Cuillin Mountains. / The Isle of Skye is beautiful and magical, even in the rain ! Shot on a Canon EOS 40D mounted on tripod, lens was EF-S 18-55mm set at 18mm, polariser attached, f22, 1/6th sec, iso 100, underexposed by one stop, and processed as a pseudo HDR, single Raw, in Photomatix, then further adjustments in Photoshop CS3. Published in Digital Photo Magazine. FEATURED IN http://www.redbubble.com/groups/collage-and-landscape-photography / AND / http://www.redbubble.com/groups/digital-photography IMAGE OF THE WEEK IN http://www.redbubble.com/groups/rivers-lakes-and-dams SEE MY CALEDANDARS HERE… / / HOW MARSCO LOOKS ON LAMINATE….
The Old Man of Storr on the Isle of Skye, Scotland Skye is known as the “misty Isle” and with altitude this place is often under cloud. We were privaleged to witness a really beautiful dawn with colours and shadows changing every few minutes. I was pleased to share this day with Shawn Haselgrove, my companion on a memorable trip Canon 40D / Sigma 10 – 20 / 0.9 ND Grad / ISO 100, 1/40 @ F11
The Fairy Pools under the magnificent Black Cuillin mountain range on the Isle of Skye. A breathtaking part of Scotland full of myth and legend….and not hard to see why :) Taken March 2009 Canon 400D + sigma 10-20 mm + Lee filters
A fairytale landscape, with weather straight from heaven. / My favourite place in the Western Highlands of Scotland. Shot on a Canon EOS 40D with polarising filter attached, mounted on tripod, f22, 1/30sec, iso 100, Auto WB,RAW file processed in Adobe Photoshop CS3, levels/curves adjustments, selective colour, and finished with LAB colour. FEATURED IN / http://www.redbubble.com/groups/dslr-users-only-3-a-day
The highest mountain in Britain looms over the town of Fort William, on a rare day when the summit is clear !! / Reflected in the waters of the Corpach Basin, Loch Linnhe. / Many have climbed the tourist path to the top, and have been rewarded with tremendous views, AND memories ! Captured on a Canon EOS 20D. / Mounted on a tripod, polarising filter attached, f11, 1/125, iso 100, auto WB, RAW file processed in PS CS3, and the usual levels/curves adjustments, not much else ! / FEATURED IN / http://www.redbubble.com/shots-in-the-fog/featured_works / and / http://www.redbubble.com/live-love-dream / and / http://www.redbubble.com/groups/natural-color-and-light / and / http://www.redbubble.com/groups/your-magic-places
We took a walk over to Camasunary beach in some pretty murky weather ( the Isle of Skye usually has perfect weather of course, HA HA !) / Sitting down enjoying a flask of coffee, there was a brief glimpse of sun, giving me a great photographic opportunity, which I took advantage of very hurriedly ! I processed my single RAW file in Photomatix, (HDR) and did a few more tweaks in PS CS3. Shot on a Canon EOS 40D, with polariser, underexposed by one stop to retain the darkness of the sky, f22, mounted on a tripod of course ! lens was my kit lens, 18-55mm Canon, which I no longer use having upgraded ! FEATURED IN / http://www.redbubble.com/groups/dslr-users-only-3-a-day / and / http://www.redbubble.com/groups/highlands-and-islands-photographers FEATURED IN / http://www.redbubble.com/groups/dslr-users-only-3-a-day / and / http://www.redbubble.com/groups/highlands-and-islands-photographers
A croft is a very small farm, or smallholding. Sheep and a few cattle will be kept, and maybe a few crops grown, mostly potatoes, since they do well on the often wet and impoverished soil. Summer is a very short season at this Latitude (57 degrees North) Very few people will make a full living from crofting, and have other full- time employment. There are also quite a few ‘holiday cottages’, or second homes, purchased by ‘incomers’ / since many indigenous folk have given up the crofting life for what they consider to be an easier, or more attractive living. / The weather here can be pretty unforgiving !! / Tarskavaig, on a day like this, sits in a very idyllic situation , with the Cuillin hills as a backdrop. The mountain here is known as ‘The Blaven’. Shot on a Canon EOS 40D, f22, with polarising filter, on tripod, single RAW file, processed in PS CS3 with Levels and Curves adjustments. LAB colour employed to saturate the colours. / The line of cottages was used to draw the eye into the scene. FEATURED ON RB FRONT PAGE 7th July 2009, and / FEATURED IN / http://www.redbubble.com/groups/rebel-group / and / http://www.redbubble.com/groups/style-class-elegance / and / http://www.redbubble.com/groups/highlands-and-islands-photographers
i saw a challange here oan red bub for patriotic dugs and i thought there is NO more patriotic dug than the scottish deerhound so i had tae come up wi somethin tae enter , an here it is i dinny think anythin ive put on here has affected me so much so i hope ye like it i think it sums the dugs spirit and ma country well. Myrna had a wonderful head and im glad i can hopefully do her justice. gone are the days o the lords o the isles / gone are the days when i stood amang kings / gone are the days when we hunted with gile / gone are the days when oor ancestors ruled the gun and the bullet alas brought the end of generations of hunters and the deerhound nearly died out. but for the intervention of a few dedicated people these wonderful creatures would no longer be with us .
The magnificent Quiraing region on the North-East of Skye. Photographed in March in difficult conditions and impossible to display the true majesty of this landscape….. I am definatly for a return visit!
We spent a weeks holiday in this area, and the weather was pretty poor most days, I had a hard time pulling anything good out of my Canon 40D !! / However, on the last morning, I woke early to a glimmer of light, and planned to shoot the early morning light falling on the Summer Isle. Of course, that didn’t work out, so feeling despondant, drove around the corner to turn around. / Glad I did, for less than five minutes, the light played ball ! / I knew I couldn’t shoot for a conventional shot, far too much contrast with those sunbeams, so I settled for a three – shot , hand-held, HDR image. There wasn’t time to set up the tripod, but I didn’t need it, since great depth of field was not required on this occasion. Luckily I had my IS ( image stabilisation ) lens already fitted ! The light rapidly disappeared under a big blanket of cloud, which remained with us in the North West for over a WEEK !! / It was however, a magical moment, filled with adrenaline ! Shot on my Canon EOS 40D, Canon 17-85mm f4.0-5.6 IS USM lens set at 79mm, 0EV, -2EV, +2EV, RAW, iso 100, cloudy wb, then processed in Photomatix, and further enhanced in Adobe Photoshop CS3, where I had to do some more selective Tone Mapping, in particular the moorland, where I wanted a little ‘pool’ of light. I also helped along the sunbeams with a subtle use of ‘dodging and burning’. / LAB colour was also employed, gently. The ‘warm up ’ photo filter was also used in Layers, and eradicated from areas not required by using Layer masks and painted out. / The result was what I had in my mind when I saw the scene, and could not be described as a true record of the scene before me. / This is the Digital Age, let us enjoy it, and use it to advantage !! FEATURED IN / http://www.redbubble.com/landscape-photography / AND / http://www.redbubble.com/groups/europe-united / AND / http://www.redbubble.com/groups/the-women-photographer / AND / http://www.redbubble.com/groups/rebel-group / AND / http://www.redbubble.com/groups/northern-landscape / AND / http://www.redbubble.com/groups/style-class-elegance / AND / http://www.redbubble.com/groups/dimensions THIS IMAGE IS ON THE FRONT COVER OF MY ” NORTHERN LIGHT ” CALENDAR 2010…... How this image appears on black laminate…. SEE MORE OF MY ” SCOTTISH HIGHLAND IMAGES HERE…..
The beautiful Isle of Skye. / Typical Scottish Highland weather, bursts of sunlight, lasting for three minutes if you are lucky, between heavy showers that soak you to the skin, lasting around five hours. Or more. LOL ! / You don’t have to be mad to live here, but it helps, as the saying goes ! A magic place all the same ! / Have you ever tried to set up a tripod where the heather and bog myrtle grow in abundance, teetering on the brink of a raging burn? (Burn = river) It ain’t easy ! / It causes you endless grief, for one thing, the blasted tripod wobbles around, and it disturbs those dear wee midges, which bite you to the brink of insanity, then you have a wee puppy craving attention threatening to knock the tripod/camera/you into the burn, and I can’t swim either. / Combined with Family members watching your attempts and laughing then getting bored, it is a small wonder that any images get produced at all. Professional ?? Ha Ha Ha Ha !! / Hysterical laughter ! Shot on my CANON EOS 40D, mounted, sort of, on my tripod, polarising filter, f22, 1/4 sec, 17-85mm IS Canon lens, at 22mm, iso100, auto wb, three shot RAW files processed in Photomatix, then fiddled around with in PS CS3, with some more selective tone mapping applied. LAB colour to finish. / Slight vignette. FEATURED IN / http://www.redbubble.com/groups/unlimited-quality / AND / http://www.redbubble.com/groups/streams-brooks-creeks FEATURED MEMBER OF http://www.redbubble.com/groups/northern-landscape THIS IMAGE APPEARS ON MY CALENDAR… SEE THIS IMAGE FRAMED HERE AND MORE IMAGES FROM THE ISLE OF SKYE…
Torridon, Highlands, Scotland / / A Soft Caress of Welcome and the Scent of Old High Places. This spacious light was common in those days. A soft silk gossamer net that would have to fade to become mist. That would whisper across the glens in common history and Alexion’s gloaming myth memories. This and that would hide and seek, would become damp and shiver spider pearls from the Popish brown and purple of the mountain. Always catching the edge of a rough dress made from banned and ragged tartan. That would be secret sought for later remembered images and collapse in upon itself to find regional rural meaning. That would eventually create pictures that will hang in the hunting lodges of the rich and royal, in need of cleaning. It was morning fresh mood and midge covered evening in the latter end of Summer in the west. Alexion’s stories of the glen in her century. The Black house highland cow dung, black chicken pecked, villaged small secret world of the hidden and the regional self aware. The high views that were seen differently and with much less romance than now in this sad century. A wish to climb the highest in her remembered sight with the breathless wonder and detailed knowledge of the way down, but still not wanting to return to slavery. The stories mythical of a childhood in this fastness of black rock and crashing falling water. The black witch prediction watchfulness of a mother that did not care and besotted father who apparently did; but only in negative for his animals and the mountain at his back. The black seasoned preacher, with his genital showing perversion and stealing of nightgown righteousness. The light shafted mist that began and ended each short day of work. These were her words. These were the notes musical that tried to convince me of the strangely impossible. That fascinated my youth with such detail as to seem real and seen, experienced and happening then as even now. That to me were legends. That to her were as real as breathing. These she told across my neck lying sweat stuck together as we waited for our breath to come back from the past. That she shouted in her ghost voice to the moon and the unfaithfulness of man. Waiting for an explanation with hypnogogic understanding from me and extra detailed history from her. A soft caress of welcome and the scent of heather and old high places. The even softer accent of whispered clasping and spooned bodies that did not want to let go, no matter what forces were at play. Suppose you juxtapose this memory history with small, sweet sounds on the edge of hearing. Of cold softness, of the bed sinking from beneath and behind. Feeling the weight gradually, slowly filling. There are no sudden movements, only the gradual awareness of something else. Gradual and strange. A weight, a pushing back of the sheets. Of small arms across my chest. Very warm and pointedly aware of nakedness. The brushing of nipples across back and buttocks. There is always in this a smell, an evocative sense of something, somewhere else. Nothing I can usually or immediately resolve, but it comes anyway. I can remember every time a witches warmness moving slowly down my back, solar centring. Gathering around her madness and pulling me in. A prick scintillating pricking that does not feel like love, rising to a pointed word. The centre of a celtic spiral. This is far more than pleasure… She will then and only tell her stories, after the brief vicious coupling that rang in this present past with inexperience and needy solutions. That salty, like the sea, spurted with premature love and sang with unfulfilled hopes before we finished with each others thoughts and myths. / © 2009 Ken Simm.
The Russel Burn tumbles down from the mountains of Applecross, seen as you take the spectacular drive over the Bealach na Ba ( the Pass of the Cattle ) single track road. It is an old drover’s route, and rises to 2,053 feet, from where, on a clear day, you can see outstanding views of the Western Isles in all their glory. Mostly though, it will be so cold and windy that you will will not want to stay too long !! It is a very wild and remote area, so incredibly beautiful. Taken on a Canon EOS 40D, mounted on tripod, / canon 17-85mm IS lens at 17mm. Polariser fitted, ( to slow the shutter for more blur) / f23, three shot hdr (-2EV , +2EV and 0EV …..from a minus 1 stop underexposure reading 0f f23, 1/15 sec. on Aperture priority ) iso 100, Auto wb, RAW files converted in Photomatix and Adobe CS3. / Finished with a little Orton.
The beautifull Buachaille Etive Mor in the Glencoe mountain range , Scotland. Photographed with some fine friends and fellow photographers on an ePHOTOzine members meet last saturday (7th Nov) . We got up at 4am to drive the 2 hours from Pitlochry to Glencoe for sunrise. When we arrived it was cold, grey and raining and you coulden’t even see the mountain the fog was so bad. We persisted though and were rewarded with some nice early morning light :) It’s taken numerous trips over 5 years to get a decent pic of this spot, one of my favourite in Scotland. Hope you enjoy it :) canon 400D , sigma 10-20mm Lee filters. iso 100 F16 Raw
Kyleakin is the first village encountered on the Isle of Skye, when you cross over the bridge from Kyle of Lochalsh…....this is where the old Ferry boat used to land, which I don’t miss at all, romantic it might be, but darned inconvenient !! / The old ruin you can see behind the boats is Castle Moil…......a few facts for you….... “The 14th Century Castle Moil has had many names in its long history. Also known as Dun Akyn (Norse for Hakon’s Fort) and An Caisteal Maol in Gaelic, it is now a romantic ruin. Sited at the Skye end of the road bridge in the village of Kyleakin, the castle has Norse connections. Legend has it that a Norwegian princess, otherwise known as “Saucy Mary”, ordered a chain to be hung from the castle to the mainland so that no boat could pass without paying a tax.” / Nothing new under the sun then, eh ??!! LOL !! A three RAW HDR, shot on my Canon EOS 50D, polarising filter fitted, iso 100, f23, Auto WB, processed in Photomatix, then sprucing up in Adobe Photoshop CS3. / I used HDR because of the extreme light / shadow. MORE FROM MY ISLE OF SKYE SET…..
Another first for me, been wanting to get a decent pic of this awsome valley with a wide angle lens for a long time. The brooding valley of Glencoe and it’s three sisters, Highlands of Scotland. Famous for the Masacre of the McDonalds in 1692: “The Massacre of Glencoe occurred in Glen Coe, Scotland, in the early morning of 13 February 1692, during the era of the “Glorious Revolution” and Jacobitism. In Gaelic, the event is named ‘Mort Ghlinne Comhann’ (murder of Glen Coe). The massacre began simultaneously in three settlements along the glen—Invercoe, Inverrigan, and Achnacon—although the killing took place all over the glen as fleeing MacDonalds were pursued. Thirty-eight MacDonalds from the Clan MacDonald of Glencoe were killed by the guests who had accepted their hospitality, on the grounds that the MacDonalds had not been prompt in pledging allegiance to the new monarchs, Mary II and William II. Another forty women and children died of exposure after their homes were burned.” canon 400D , sigma 10-20 with Lee filters. F16 @ iso100
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