“Time and Pressure”
On my way up to Lewis and Harris, I broke my journey in Glencoe. My host for the night told me that Harris was like another planet. Hardly any trees and a stark, exposed landscape. She was not wrong. That is one of the reasons that photographers flock here from all over the UK. Despite that, I hardly saw another photographer the whole time I was on Harris. Long white sand beaches stretched for miles with just me and no other soul.
In the end, though, I am less pleased with my white sand shots than I am with the ones containing rocks. The geology is astonishing on Harris and Lewis, and you don’t have to search very far to find the perfect foreground to compliment the pleasingly-shaped mountains and hills. I found this striated rock at sunset and had to return for morning to shoot it again.