WEST HIGHLANDS
“Above and over all, the mystery of the night
and the desert places hovered inscrutable
and implacable. All round the ancient
mountains sat like brooding witches,
dreaming on their own story of which
they knew neither the beginning nor the
end. Naked to the four winds of heaven and
all the rains of the world, they had stood
there for countless ages in all their sinister
strength, undefiled and unconquered, until
man, with puny hands and little tools of
labour, came to break the spirit of
their ancient mightiness.”
The Great Outdoors August 2019 37