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Day fifteen 16 05 25

View looking out to Lochmaddy – Beinn Lì (Ben Lee) is the hill on the left of this photograph 11.30 AM

11:00 AM, Friday.

The morning began with an intensity of warmth and sunlight that felt more akin to a Mediterranean climate than typical Uist conditions. The air was still, on my personal monitor it felt like 0.1 out of 10 – almost no breeze whatsoever. Returning to my chosen sitting spot, I noticed the ground was already showing signs of the persistent heat – parched and developing a crispy texture underfoot. The sounds of the landscape were muted; the cheerful song of skylarks was absent, and traffic noise was minimal.

In the distance I watched an eagle being actively pursued and harassed by a smaller raven. This behaviour, is known as mobbing – smaller birds aggressively chase larger predators to drive them away from their territory or nests.

My plan for the day was to immerse myself in the landscape through sketching. As the hours passed, the temperature continued its relentless climb. I met no walkers today and wondered if they had taken a day of rest – finding the conditions too extreme for heavy rucksacks and exertion.

I have observed on my walks the numerous small moths flitting about. These appear to be gelechiid moths. The Gelechiidae family is a large and diverse group of moths, they are typically small and can be found in a wide variety of habitats globally, with many species having larvae that feed on plants.

Around 2:00 PM, the quiet was briefly interrupted by the sound of a low-flying aircraft. It was a small plane, possibly engaged in a local flight.

As I was packing up to go I saw a group of five herons flying together. While herons, such as the Grey Heron (Ardea cinerea), are often seen individually or in pairs, they can congregate and fly in groups for several reasons. I think these were moving between communal roosting sites and feeding areas. Flying together like this can offer them assistance in locating resources.

references

Gelechiidae – Wikipedia
Heron – Behaviour – The Royal Society for the Protection of Birds (RSPB)

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Day Fourteen 15 05 25

View looking out to Lochmaddy – Beinn Lì (Ben Lee) is the hill on the left of this photograph 7 PM

I set out on an evening walk at 7 PM.

The air is filled with the cacophony of geese squabbling in the distance, signaling their arrival for the summer season. Despite the often-maligned reputation of these birds among crofters, I find their presence to be a welcome and endearing aspect of the landscape.

The geese are most likely to be Barnacle Geese (Branta leucopsis) or possibly Greylag Geese (Anser anser), both of which are common in Scotland. Historically, geese have been viewed with a mix of admiration and disdain by farmers and crofters. The reasons for this ambivalence are rooted in the birds’ behavior and their impact on the landscape.

In the past, geese were considered pests by farmers because they would often feed on crops, particularly oats, barley, and potatoes. This led to conflicts between goose populations and agricultural interests. The birds’ feeding habits, which involve grazing on grasses, leaves, and other vegetation, can also cause damage to pastures and crops. As a result, geese have been subject to population control measures, including culling and egg destruction. However, it’s also important to acknowledge the ecological significance of geese in the landscape. As herbivores, they play a crucial role in shaping the vegetation structure and composition of their habitats. Their droppings also act as a fertiliser, enriching the soil and promoting plant growth.

As I continue my walk, the sounds of sheep and lamb feeding time provide a ‘baa baa baa’ background melody. The atmosphere is peaceful, with only a very slight breeze rustling the air – I estimate it to be about 0.8 out of 10 on my personal wind monitor. There is an absence of traffic noise. The sky above is a brilliant blue, dotted with wispy mare’s tail clouds that add a touch of drama to the scene. The skylarks are quiet, and the air is teeming with insects that resemble midges.

At 7:25 PM, I was startled by a deep, resonant rumble emanating from the ground. It was not the familiar sound of thunder; rather, it felt like a single, prolonged vibration that echoed through the air. Given the nature of the noise, I suspect it may have originated from the military activity that is happening in South Uist. The isolation of Uist and the absence of dense trees and tall buildings means that even distant activities can resonate powerfully here, creating an almost surreal auditory experience.

As I stood there, listening intently to the fading echoes, I couldn’t help but feel a mix of curiosity and intrigue about what might have caused this mysterious rumble. Was it indeed a military exercise? Or perhaps something else entirely?

Yesterday, I had the distinct pleasure of spotting a Short-eared Owl . Today, the experience was even more rewarding as I observed what was very likely the same owl through my binoculars, noting its characteristic flight pattern low over the ground. Short-eared Owls (Asio flammeus) are birds of prey known for their crepuscular activity, they are often seen at this time of day flying and scanning low over fields, grasslands, marshes, and other open areas. This low-level flight allows them to effectively scan the ground vegetation where their prey resides which primarily consists of small mammals like voles and mice.

They are medium-sized owls, with a mottled brown colour which provides them with excellent camouflage in this habitat. They have striking yellow eyes, encircled by dark feathers.

Animals, including owls, often develop routines and become habituated to specific territories or hunting grounds, especially if the areas consistently provide necessary resources like food and shelter. They learn the landscape, the best hunting spots, and safe roosting areas.

Given that animals often rely on specific, familiar environments for survival due to these established habits and knowledge of the area, disturbing their habitat can be detrimental. Habitat destruction, fragmentation, or significant alteration can remove essential resources, disrupt hunting patterns, expose them to increased predation, or force them to expend valuable energy searching for new, less familiar areas. For a species like the Short-eared Owl that depends on specific open habitats for hunting and nesting, changes to these environments can directly impact their ability to find food and successfully reproduce, potentially leading to population declines in affected areas.

references

Short-eared Owl | Audubon Field Guide
Short-eared Owl – All About Birds
Animal Behaviour | National Geographic Society
Habitat Loss | National Wildlife Federation

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Day Thirteen 14 05 25

6 PM

View looking out to Lochmaddy – Beinn Lì (Ben Lee) is the hill on the left of this photograph 6 PM

The Day was so beautiful I decided to take an evening walk starting at 6 pm.

On this walk, along the mile long stretch of the Hebridean Way I heard a deep, unsettling sound in the distance, which might be related to military operations happening in South Uist. The sound resembled thunder or some kind of explosion.

South Uist is home to the Hebrides Range, a significant military testing facility operated by QinetiQ on behalf of the UK Ministry of Defence (MOD). This range is primarily utilised for the testing and evaluation of various weapons systems, including missiles and rockets. Activities conducted at the range can involve live firing exercises, which are known to generate substantial noise.

Spotted

Sheep high on Blathaisbhal (Blashaval) hill
A bubble bee
A short eared owl

2 PM

View looking out to Lochmaddy – Beinn Lì (Ben Lee) is the hill on the left of this photograph 2 PM

OMG! If Tuesday was hot, Wednesday was even hotter! It is official: there is a heat wave in the Uists. The ground has become crisp and crunchy after just two weeks of no rain. If this continues much longer, we might face a drought even in this watery world.

I set up my sitting area in the landscape at 2 PM, just like I have on previous occasions. Today, I decided to forgo my coat and opted for trainers instead of wellies, paired with jeans and a sun hat. As I sat, I could feel the heat enveloping me; it was sweltering! There wasn’t a cloud in the sky, and the air felt still—my personal monitor registered a mere 0.3 out of ten for wind.

The atmosphere around me was alive with sounds; I could hear skylarks chirping and singing joyfully in the surrounding landscape and insects buzzing loudly nearby. Occasionally, I caught the distant sound of a passing car breaking through. This day felt peaceful, intense and unusually hot – this was an extraordinary day.

I had the pleasure of meeting Mathais, an eco walker and adventurer from Amsterdam. He shared with me his passion for Scotland and walking on the long trails, mostly solo. He has already explored the country extensively, tackling some of the most challenging and scenic long-distance walking trails.

I noticed Mathais looking a bit hot, I asked if the weather was bothering him. He smiled and mentioned that the weather was incredible, which I couldn’t help but agree with. What struck me as particularly interesting was his approach to sourcing water. He mentioned that he uses a filter, which enables him to safely drink water from the lochs. This not only reduces the need for carrying large amounts of water but also minimizes his environmental footprint.

Mathais’s backpack was noticeably smaller than those of other walkers I’ve seen. He attributed this to his ability to travel light, carrying only the essentials. His watch, equipped with GPS and various apps, seemed to be his primary navigation tool, allowing him to stay on track and explore the wilderness with confidence.

Our meeting turned into a pleasant conversation, and I was grateful when Mathais kindly agreed to let me take his photograph. He also expressed interest in following my blog, which I appreciated. Mathais’ approach to adventure, sustainability, and exploration was truly inspiring.

The weather was so warm – it was causing a wavy, shimmering effect rising from the ground making it look like the air itself was vibrating, creating a watery appearance. This is a visual phenomenon which is known as an inferior mirage. It happens because the air right near the hot ground is warmer and less dense than the cooler air above it. As light travels down from the sky or distant objects towards the ground, it passes through these layers of different temperatures and densities. This causes the light to bend upwards, away from the ground.

I spotted three magnificent herons flying back and forth. Their flight is incredibly elegant, a slow, powerful beat of their wings against the sky. I watched them heading towards a distant patch of woodland, a forestry plantation that serves as their nesting spot. This time of year is clearly a busy one for them; they fly tirelessly between the sea loch, likely foraging for food, for their chicks – a constant commute. It’s fascinating to witness their dedication and grace.

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Day Twelve 13 05 25

View looking out to Lochmaddy – Beinn Lì (Ben Lee) is the hill on the left of this photograph

I set out for an early evening walk on this beautiful Tuesday at 5 PM. All day the temperature had hovered around 18 to 19 degrees Celsius—quite warm for Uist! The air was filled with the delightful sound of a cuckoo calling in the distance, its call perfectly embodying the essence of onomatopoeia. It felt like summer had truly arrived.

Looking up, I noticed the sky was filled with horse tail clouds, also known as mares’ tails. Their wispy forms danced across the sky, adding to the beauty of the day.
These cirrus clouds, specifically cirrus uncinus, hint at the promise of warm weather ahead.

As I walked, I was enveloped by the sounds of summer—the buzzing of insects filled the air. This evening’s walk reminded me of how vibrant and alive everything is during this season. There’s also something deeply fulfilling about connecting with the natural world. It reminds me of my place within the larger ecosystem and fosters a sense of gratitude for the environment around me.

Regular walking along this mile-long stretch of the Hebridean Way, has increasingly attuned me to the subtle changes in the landscape around me. The dark, damp peaty soil is coming alive with new vegetation, and I can’t help but marvel at the resilience of nature. Just beyond Fairy Knoll to my left, I spot a peat cutter—a machine equipped with a large saw wheel designed for digging into the earth. This sight prompts me to reflect on the environmental dilemmas surrounding peat cutting.

Peatlands are vital ecosystems that play a crucial role in carbon storage, biodiversity, and water regulation. They act as significant carbon sinks, sequestering carbon dioxide from the atmosphere and helping mitigate climate change. However, when peat is cut and removed—whether for personal use or commercial purposes—it releases stored carbon back into the atmosphere, contributing to greenhouse gas emissions. The extraction process also disrupts local ecosystems and can lead to habitat loss for various species that depend on these unique environments.

The ethical considerations of cutting peat for personal use are complex. While some may argue that harvesting small amounts of peat for home heating or gardening is a traditional practice rooted in cultural heritage, it raises questions about sustainability and responsibility towards our environment.

In my own journey along this path, and as I observe the emerging plants and the delicate balance of life in this ecosystem, I feel compelled to consider more sustainable alternatives to peat use. There must be some more eco-friendly options available now that do not compromise our precious peatlands.

Spotted

2 swans
1 shelduck
1 deer – a doe
1 golden eagle
No walkers

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Day Eleven 12 05 25

Today marks the eleventh day of the on-site research part of this project – here on the Hebridean Way. My focus is on a specific mile-long stretch of this renowned walking route. This month long research involves immersing myself directly in the landscape, walking the path, and simply being present in this environment. Through this direct engagement, I am able reflect on and observe the intricate and often complex relationships between human activities and the ecological sustainability of places like this.

Open Country style audio recording of my walk on the 12 05 25

This particular Monday started with a cool crispness in the air, but as the hours passed, the sun grew stronger, and the day became progressively hotter. The weather throughout this project (so far)has been remarkably warm, a striking difference compared to this time last year. While the weather in the Hebrides is famously unpredictable, it always feels significant, or as I like to think of it BIG!

Cloud Pondering

Clouds often gather around the tops of hills and mountains because the rising air over the terrain triggers a process called “orographic lift,” where air is forced to ascend and cool, leading to condensation and cloud formation. This process, particularly when combined with sufficient moisture, can create various types of mountain clouds, including lenticular clouds according to the Met Office and orographic clouds says the International Cloud Atlas.

Butterwort – lus an ime (Gaelic)

“Common butterwort (pinguicula vulgaris) is an insectivorous plant (a carnivorous plant). Its bright yellow-green leaves excrete a sticky fluid that attracts unsuspecting insects; once trapped, the leaves slowly curl around their prey and digest it. The acidic bogs, fens and damp heaths that common butterwort lives in do not provide it with enough nutrients, so it has evolved this carnivorous way of life to supplement its diet. It has purple flowers that appear from May to July.

Common butterwort has a rosette of yellow-green and sticky leaves that appear flat to the ground and are shaped like a star. It produces around two or three upright flower stalks which bear small, deep purple flowers.

Most common in Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland; scattered populations in North West England.

“Many years ago, people believed that rubbing the juices of the leaves of common butterwort into the udders of cows would protect against evil and bad butter; hence the common name.“ – The Wildlife Trusts

Na Fir Bhreige (The False Men) located on the slopes of Blathaisbhal hill.
These stones are said to be the graves of spies who were buried alive, or possibly the result of a witch’s curse.

No Walkers

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Day Ten 09 05 25

Beinn Li (Ben Lee Hill) is the hill on the far left of this photograph

12:30 PM

Today was one of my sitting days. The weather brought a bit more wind than yesterday, with a lot of clouds building up, though some blue sky managed to break through. On my personal monitor, I registered a wind factor of 1.5 out of 10. Even with this relatively small amount of wind, setting up my bivvy tent was quite challenging. While it does offer a modest amount of protection, I suspect these tents are likely designed for a gentler climate than what I experience here in Uist.

Over by Loch Fada, my attention was drawn to a parked van. It seemed like a scene plucked straight from a postcard: three figures emerged from the vehicle, one of whom appeared to be a younger person. Could this be a little family on an adventure? They were clutching what looked like a picnic basket.

They waded their way across the peaty boggy moorland, on what I could only assume was a quest for the perfect picnic spot.

If you have read earlier blogs posts you will know that a few days ago I experienced an episode that left me feeling rather nuts and interfering. A previous walker had shooed me away after I had raced down the hill after them, to warn of possible dangers – like some sort of bog-dwelling guardian. Today I didn’t feel compelled to warn this cheerful trio. Instead, I watched as they ventured further into the wilds, blissfully unaware of their deviation from established routes.

At 2 PM, I had a delightful encounter with Fran, an adventurer who was also gearing up to tackle the entire 156 miles of the Hebridean Way. As we chatted, he graciously allowed me to snap his photograph, capturing a moment of his long hike.

Fran shared that he had faced some minor setbacks during his journey, specifically dealing with blisters—a common issue for anyone hitting the trails. This is also an important consideration for anyone planning a long hike; blisters can quickly turn an enjoyable trek into a painful ordeal.

Today, however, Fran was enjoying a lighter load. He had left his extremely heavy backpack at the hostel where he was staying, and he confessed that walking without it felt incredibly liberating.

Today marks the official halfway point of my observational work, and what an incredible journey it’s been so far. So many fascinating things have popped up along the way, revealing layers of this place I hadn’t anticipated.

One of the most rewarding aspects has been establishing my own personal landmarks within the landscape. These aren’t just points on a map; they’re places that resonate with me, marking moments of discovery or particular beauty. Alongside this personal connection, I’ve been diving deep into the rich tapestry of the area’s history, soaking up local stories, and learning the Gaelic names for places and features.

My eyes are also becoming increasingly attuned to the natural world around me. I’m noticing and learning about the incredible variety of plants I encounter on my walks, understanding more about their roles and characteristics. And it’s not just the stationary life; I’ve been thrilled to spot a growing number of birds and insects, observing their behaviour and appreciating the vibrant ecosystem they are a part of.

Birds spotted:

Raven
Oyster catcher

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Day Nine 08 05 25

View photographed from the side of Blathaisbhal hill, (Blashaval hill) of Beinn Li hill (Ben Lee hill) is on far left & Eabhal hill (Eaval hill) on far right.

I Decided to take my walk for this day in the afternoon, around 4:30 PM. It’s a pleasant time of day, especially in summer here in Uist, where the light lingers late, not fading until around 10:30 PM, and returns early, by about 5 AM. The air was clear, and the wind low – perhaps a 0.6 out of 10 on my personal scale. Clouds drifted overhead, but with plenty of breaks, allowing the sun to dapple the landscape with light. The air is filled with the sound of birds, including the distinct call of a cuckoo. Below that, a low hum of traffic – a seaweed collecting truck and a few motorbikes.

On this walk I dedicated my time to photographing what have become some of my landmark spots. Each location holds a unique story and significance not only to me but also to this place. As I wandered through this ever-evolving landscape, I am struck by how it has changed even in this short space of time.

During this walk, I had the pleasure of meeting Jools, an avid hiker from Kent. We struck up a conversation and exchanged photographs for our respective blogs.

Jools is an adventurer, he tackles various hiking trails across the country. He is hoping to complete the Hebridean Way, which is a 156-mile route.

As we chatted, Jools shared some of his experiences from the trail. He mentioned that he had already spent five days and nights hiking and faced some challenges along the way. Notably, he had encountered ticks—three bites so far!

On request, I offered Jools some advice on where he might find a comfortable spot for wild camping for this night.

I love how the light shifts throughout the day, casting different shadows and highlights the scenery. In sharing these images on my blog, I aim to convey not only what I see but also what I feel during this journey. It’s about more than just visual appeal; it’s about storytelling through imagery.

Birds spotted :

Black bird
Skylark
Pied wagtail
X6 heron
Northern wheatear

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Day Eight 07 05 25

Tuesday at 11:45 AM, I set out on my usual mile-long route. The air felt thick and humid, with only a light, quite cold breeze – maybe a 0.7 out of 10 on my personal monitor. There was a cold dampness in the air that made me glad I’d put on my light coat, hat, and wellies. As I started walking, though, I took off my hat and wondered if even my coat was necessary, despite the clouds looking thick and moody, as if they were brewing for a storm. The air smelled damp, earthy, and mossy somehow; it reminded me of the colour green. This is so different from the city, where the smell of exhaust fumes, cigarettes, vape, and the thick, oily smell of skunk weed seem to prevail on the streets. Overhead, I spotted a golden eagle gliding silently and seamlessly through the sky. The eagle made it look effortless. Further in the distance, I saw what I think was another military helicopter – although I couldn’t be quite sure as it was far away. But it was flying low, and the noise was loud. It looked heavy in the sky.

birds twittering in the landscape

Birds spotted:

Two ducks flying past
A cormorant or shag
x6 heron

I met no other people or walkers.

NB: the PlantAI app was only free for a week, and for this I would need to provide my card details. I have just been subjected to a subscription scam so I am not getting the app!

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Day Seven 06 05 25

At 4 PM, I am having a ‘sitting in the landscape’ day. I returned to the same spot as last week, a place that is now becoming familiar to me. This repetition of walking and returning to places allows me to observe the subtle changes in the environment around me. To my left is Locmaddy, with the distant silhouette of Ben Lee Hill rising majestically against the sky. On my right lies Loch Fada, its waters shimmering softly under the thickening clouds that are gathering above. Further along to my right, I can see Crogearraidh Mòr hill.

View looking out to Lochmaddy – Beinn Lì (Ben Lee) is the hill on the left of this photograph
Ben Lee is a boggy moorland hill whose close proximity to the Cuillin makes it a fine viewpoint. It was once part of the common grazings for the Braes communities on its eastern slopes – its withdrawal as common land resulting in The Battle of the Braes.

link to information about: Battle of the Braes: The Battle and Trail

The Beinn Lì Hill Race and Walk is a 10k much loved and well attended (by residents and visitors) annual event held in the village of Lochmaddy on the island of North Uist . The race is held on the first Saturday in August and was first run in 1994. Link to the FaceBook page

The wind is barely noticeable today; my personal monitor registers it at just 0.2 out of 10. The air feels still, almost serene, but there’s an anticipation in the atmosphere as thick clouds build overhead. In the distance I saw a military helicopter, its loud buzzing sound echoing across the landscape. The unique formation of the clouds seems to amplify this noise, making it carry clearly through the stillness around me.

Sitting in the landscape provides me with time to reflect on how these moments of stillness and observation connect me more deeply with nature and allow me to appreciate both its constancy and its changeability. Each visit brings new insights and experiences that enrich my understanding of this unique place.

At 4:45 pm, I noticed a subtle shift in the atmosphere. A little colder breeze began to stir, registering about 0.8 out of 10 on my personal monitor. The clouds above thickened considerably, muting the light and casting a greyer, moodier tone over everything. In the distance, I heard the distinct sound of birds twittering.

I sat in the landscape for 2 hours. I did some sketchbook work. No walkers passed me by today.

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Day Six, 05 05 25

Open Country style audio recording of my walk on the 05 05 25

Yellow flower Tormentil: *Potenilla Erecta* + Purple flower Heath Milkwort: *Polygala Serpyllifolia*

I found this helpful web link to identify the little flowers I came across on my walk Flowering plants in Scotland

Flowers and foliage I came across on my walk:

Heath Milkwort: Polygala Serpyllifolia

Lousewort: Pedicularis Sylvatica

Butterwort: Pinguicula Vulgaris

Tormentil: Potenilla Erecta

Red Clover: Trifolium pratense

moss: Sphagnum capillifolium ssp.rubellum

I have downloaded PlantAI to help with plant identification. This is an AI recommended free app.

Heather burning, also known as muirburn, in Scotland is a traditional land management practice primarily used to maintain moorland habitat, promote new heather growth, and reduce the risk of wildfires.

Crogearraidh Mòr is the hill that looks like a breast on the far right of this photograph which is the view from The False Men standing stones. The walk up this hill is breathtaking and is described in the song called Flower of the West sung by Runrig

“I survive the childhood universe
And I step the naked heath
Where the breathing of the vanished
Lies in acres round my feet
Past Loch Scadavagh Loch Fada
And the flatlands to the east
Where the dark blue mass of Eval
Meets the rising Rock of Lee
Between the Crogary and Maairi
I started to descend
Loch Aongais on my left hand side
I look across to Clett
Collies barking on the outrun
Dunlin dancing on the sand
Breakers show round Corran Vallique
And empty the Atlantic on the strand” – A quote from the song Flower of the West. This refers to this hill and the views.

Full Lyrics from the song can be found on this link

I’ve also come across an intriguing myth about a hidden cave of gold located on Crogearraidh Mòr. The legend suggests that this treasure is worth at least checking out, and it certainly piques my curiosity. I can’t help but imagine what it would be like to uncover such a treasure. While many myths often have little basis in reality, the allure of exploring Crogearraidh Mòr and searching for this rumoured treasure is undeniably compelling.

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Day Five, 02 05 2025

Today, the weather took a turn for the worse. A cold wind from the northwest is whipping through the landscape —about 3.4 out of 10 on my personal monitor.

As I sat in the familiar spot, just as I did on April 30th, 2025, I found myself grappling with my insubstantial bivvy shelter. Erecting it was no easy feat; the wind seemed determined to thwart my efforts at every turn. Once I finally managed to get it up, securing it became another battle altogether. I scoured the area for rocks and used them to weigh down the tent pegs. To ensure that my bivvy wouldn’t take off like a kite, I even placed a hefty rock inside it. I’m reminded of how nature can be both beautiful and unforgiving. The wind serves as a reminder of my smallness in this vast landscape.

The sky above was cloaked in thick, dense clouds that hang low and heavy On a positive note, at least it wasn’t raining—yet! Despite the chill in the air and the blustery conditions, I didn’t feel overdressed. I bundled up in a thick windproof coat layered over two jumpers and topped off with a warm hat. The layers provided me with enough comfort to withstand this brisk day.

I settled into my perch, and did some sketchbook drawing work. I saw three walkers during my two hour sitting stint.

With no trees on the horizon to obstruct my view, I can see walkers coming from quite a distance—a bit like watching colourful ants marching.

As one walker approached they veered off course, taking the same wrong turn as previous walkers had done. I remembered the conversation with the hiker who had experienced a minor crisis due to getting lost, I felt an overwhelming urge to intervene and help this person out.

I waved enthusiastically and shouted “HELLO!” but alas, the wind decided it was not in the mood for communication that day. The walker continued on their merry way, blissfully unaware of their impending misadventure. As they took yet another wrong turn—this time heading across country—I began to worry. What if they fell into a bog?

I leapt from my perch and dashed down the hill like an over-caffeinated mad person. My mission? To catch their attention before they wandered too far into trouble! But as I got closer, it became painfully clear that this particular walker was not interested in engaging with me at all. In fact, they seemed intent on shooing me away as if I were an overly friendly fly buzzing around.

Feeling rather foolish at this point—like a misguided superhero without a cape—I retreated back to my original spot. There I sat, chuckling at myself while reminding my inner voice that sometimes it’s best to watch rather than interfere. After all, who knew if this person had their own adventure planned? Maybe they were just looking for some solitude or perhaps they were training for an extreme hiking competition.

In retrospect, maybe I’ll stick to drawing and observing in the landscape instead of trying to save wandering walkers, who clearly are set on their own adventure.

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Day Four, 01 05 25

Today was one of those lovely Spring days. The wind had a noticeable presence, rating about 2.5 out of 10 on my personal scale. The sky seemed big and full of lovely fat puffy clouds floating fast across this vast landscape.

This day was one of my designated walking days—an opportunity to immerse myself in nature and reflect on my thoughts. I didn’t meet any eco walkers today. This solitude is part of what makes this place so enchanting; it offers a rare chance to connect deeply with nature without the distractions of others.

The absence of people allowed me to fully appreciate the sounds and sights surrounding me. It’s moments like these that remind me why I cherish my time outdoors; it’s not just about exercise but also about finding peace within myself while sharing this beautiful space with nature.

Na Fir Bhrèige (translated into English as “The False Men”) is a set of three standing stones on the Isle of North Uist in the Outer Hebrides. They lie on the northwestern slope of Blashaval. The stones inspired Mhairead MacLeod’s novel, “The False Men,” based on true events during the Highland Clearances. I have bought the book and will be reading it over the next couple of months.

As I continued my walk, I let my mind wander freely, contemplating life and all its wonders. You know how it goes—one moment you’re pondering the mysteries of the universe, and the next, you’re knee-deep in thoughts about footwear. Yes, footwear! It’s a crucial topic when you’re out on a long trek.

Currently, I’m sporting a pair of wellies. They’re great, but let’s be honest: they are not exactly designed for long-distance adventures. The grip is about as reliable as a politician’s promise—good luck with that! Sure, they protect against mud and water, but when it comes to navigating rocky paths or slippery slopes, they leave much to be desired.

I’ve noticed that eco-conscious walkers I have met seem to be wearing waterproof trainers. These marvels of modern engineering are light and grip well. Plus, they look pretty stylish!

However, there’s one thing my trusty wellies do offer: protection against ticks. Yes, those little bloodsuckers can turn your lovely nature walk into an episode of “Survivor.” While my wellies may lack grip and style points in the fashion department, I can at least strut around knowing my ankles are safe from those pesky critters.

I spotted

An oyster catcher
A buzzard

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Day Three 30 04 25

Today, I spent time sitting in the landscape. The weather was fair, a bit breezier than yesterday but still warm, with a slight mist and more cloud coverage. The ground felt drier compared to the previous day. I dressed appropriately for the conditions, wearing a light windproof jacket, a jumper, wellies, and a hat. This outfit kept me comfortable throughout my time outdoors.

I set up my bivvy tent, which is an easy-to-assemble pop-up shelter. Although the wind was only about 1.5 out of 10 today, I found it somewhat challenging to set up my slightly flimsy shelter tent.

As I sat quietly in the landscape, I gained a new perspective. The sounds of raven caws caught my attention, and I peered outside my bivvy tent. To my surprise, two ravens were engaged in an altercation with an eagle. I believe the eagle to be a golden eagle. I base this identification on the size and plumage characteristics, as sea eagles are generally larger and often display a flash of white on their tail feathers, this is often visible during flight.

I watched, the ravens and the eagle engage in an aerial display, gliding and diving through the sky. The ravens’ caws fill the air, while the eagle drifts higher and higher, seemingly unbothered. Today, these birds own this airspace, and I feel privileged to witness their interaction. The sound of raven caws and the sight of these birds gliding and diving in the sky is a truly exhilarating experience.

I spent three hours immersed in the landscape, sketching and observing the surroundings. During this time I encountered two solitary eco walkers. So far the walkers have all been solitary men of varying ages each of whom came from different parts of Europe—Poland, Germany, and the UK.

From my vantage point, I watched both the two of the walkers, at different times, taking the same wrong turn. It was only a short distance off course, but one of them seemed visibly distressed by this mistake. They were not walking together; each was on his own journey. When they came across me they seemed pleased to engage in a short conversation, I was also able to reassure them of the correct route.

It struck me how well-prepared these walkers were and had to be for this journey. They had clearly done their homework about the route ahead. I found myself imagining what it must be like to traverse this unfamiliar terrain—desolate and foreboding as it is. The weather, for the past few days has been great – however, I know that conditions change rapidly in this region.

Walking the Hebridean Way is no small feat; it presents a real adventure for those brave enough to take on its challenges. It’s fascinating how modern technology—social media platforms and informative apps—have instilled a sense of confidence in these adventurers.

A Tapestry of Connection

Day Two 29 04 25

Today’s walk was completely different to yesterday’s experience. There was a hazy mist lingering on the horizon, giving the landscape an ethereal quality. The air felt warm and inviting, and made me feel alive. Light clouds drifted lazily across the sky, merging with the mist. The landscape was transformed into something almost magical.

The walkway beneath my feet was still sloshy from recent rains, but as I looked around, I noticed new flowers and plants had emerged overnight. It’s incredible how quickly the weather can change not just our surroundings but also our mood and perspective.

As I walked, I took a moment to appreciate how these subtle shifts in weather can completely alter my experience of this place. Each step felt like an exploration of a new world, one where every detail seemed amplified by the soft light filtering through the clouds.

I spotted:

A skylark
An oystercatcher chasing a raven
Two seagulls
A cabbage white butterfly
A moth
A beetle
A walker
A hen harrier
A heron

**Na Fir Bhrèige** (transalated into English as “The False Men”) is a set of three standing stones on the Isle of North Uist in the Outer Hebrides. They lie on the northwestern slope of Blashaval.
The name derives from two local legends. One is that they mark the graves of three traitors who were buried alive. Another is that they are three men from Skye who deserted their wives and were turned to stone by a witch.

The stones inspired Mhairead MacLeod’s novel, *The False Men*, based on true events during the Highland Clearances.

A Tapestry of Connection

Welcome to my blog!

Today, April 28, 2025, I started my project by walking a mile that I will be observing. I recorded an audio piece in an Open Country style to share my experience during the walk.

As I begin on my journey along a mile long section of the Hebridean Way, I am filled with a sense of anticipation and purpose. This mile-long walk is not just a physical endeavor; it is a reflective exploration of the intricate dynamics between eco-tourism and sustainable environments. Supported by #vacmascotland, my project aims to delve into how these two elements interact and influence one another in this increasingly popular rural landscape.

I will be taking regular walks over this mile long section for a month, I will be spending time sitting in the landscape documenting my experiences through a variety ways audio and visual. I aim to immerse myself in this environment and observe the intricate dynamics between eco-tourism and sustainable practices.

Over the course of two months I plan to create photopolymer gravure etchings that visually represent my research findings. These etchings will be inspired by both the natural beauty surrounding me and the insights gained from observing the interactions between visitors and the environment. By combining art with ecological observation, I hope to foster a deeper understanding of how we can appreciate and protect these precious landscapes.

In this blog, I will document not only my personal reflections but also insights into how we can enjoy these unique remote landscapes responsibly. Eco-tourism is more than just visiting; it’s about understanding our role in and the importance in preserving these environments for future generations.

I look forward to sharing this journey with you!

This audio piece will serve as a personal narrative to reflect on my observations and thoughts. I hope it helps me to share my thoughts and observations with you so that you understand this place better.