It is a lovely place to stand near sunset as you look west to the Treshnish Isles. Underfoot the walking is dangerous, and at first it puzzled me why. Looking carefully you can see all across this bleak moorland are holes dug wherever the peat is thick enough.

It is a haunting testemonial as to how harshly resource depleted areas of Mull became, if this moor was dug, as the peat could not have been of great quality and the effort considerable.

The Treshnish Peninsula has evidence of both prosperity and harshness, considerable skill at land management, of times past. Very well worth exploring if you have the time. The challenges are to find the carvings of their boats on the walls of the remaining buildings.

This is a lovely site which emphasises that really good photography does not have any dependency on place, some people are just able to make what they take different, from the way that others see it. The effects are immediate, imposing and refreshing.

It it too easy these days to forget that photography is not just image collection, a quick click and you're there. It is the inner expression of far more, not everybody has that skill, when they do, it is worth learning from.

In the world of mass imagery, there are still those who can make you stop and see, again.

This is an inspirational site.