There aren’t many more stunning parts of the country than Torridon in Wester Ross on the coast of the Northwest Highlands.
The steeply enclosed Glen Torridon, with its mountain river tumbling down from the Coulin Estate, and its mirror lochans like Lochan an Iasgair.
Opening out to the sea loch, Loch Torridon, dotted with tiny fishing villages like Shieldaig and Diabaig and Torridon itself.
Under the modestly named Torridon Hills; the long and slender Liathach and the silver-backed rocky Beinn Eighe.
All standing above the rocky west coast.
I should probably go back and climb some of the hills some day.