
Buried Treasure
When I was a child I played on the beach all summer holiday and one day, when I was very young, I …
the landscape of Westray
When I was a child I played on the beach all summer holiday and one day, when I was very young, I …
There’s only one road from Einar and in the wind it’s tough cycling. I stop for a breather and capture the emptiness.
It’s a beautiful time of year as low spring light gives the view from my field a golden glow and sheep graze …
Middle of the road; that’s something you could never accuse Westray of being.
Noltland Castle is a wonderful castle with panoramic views of Pierowall and its bay. Here’s a 360 panorama taken with a Spinner …
In art classes when I was a teenager I used to love using blue with red, orange and yellow. It is a stunning combination. No more so than in nature, and there’s nothing that my dirty, broken windows can do to dull the spectacle. In Orkney, just a sunrise is so spectacular it’s as exciting as an eclipse.
I’m up early because it’s dawn at 6:07 and I want to see the sun appear on the horizon. It’s ten minutes …
It’s light in my window and it’s not yet 6 am . The sky is bright and the walls reflect the early …
A chap with an attitude problem… and a bull. A quick cycle to the Bay of Swartmill in the sunshine with my …
A trek to Noup Head Lighthouse and time to rest and use my Spinner 360 camera to capture the scene. “Lay me …
Orkney has precious few trees. And I mean precious. Perhaps I should say Orkney has a few precious trees. Windswept, almost barren …
There’s just time for some rough cycling down to the nearest beach at Taftend before sunset. It’s a chance to get off …
I’ve seen the sun rise, orange and luminous over the ocean from my bedroom window and now it’s time for me to see it set behind Fitty Hill. A glorious day.
There’s just time to wander down to Taftend on my bike to watch the sun set behind Fitty Hill.
… is of nothing but fields and clouds and ocean.
Coastal erosion at the Links of Noltland leaves scattered stones over a neolithic settlement quicky disappearing with the wind.
The dunes at the Links of Noltland show their erosion by the wind – the grass tufts left are six feet above …
Wind blows the sands into ripples and threatens to engulf the vegetation.
This afternoon there was time to cycle to East Kirbest and walk to Inga Ness, skirting Skea Hill and to look out …
Cycling to the Westside of Westray I can see the Netherhouse in silhouette. A series of dwellings built up the hill, the …
Grobust is one of my favourite beaches on Westray. Here it is at sunset.
Grobust is a place I could (and do) go back to again and again. Being up before dawn and going to bed …
Let me never be immune to the spell this Island casts.
The side of Fitty Hill is bathed in the orange glow of sunset as I reach the summit at 169m.
A miserable grey day of rain and more rain. The Met. Office say it will clear later. What do they know? I’d …
The Bay of Tafts
Looking out from the Knowe o’ Skea Iron age burial ground across the skerries towards Rousay in the distance.
Yesterday was a wonderful sunny day so farmers were busy cutting the grass to make hay whilst flocks of gulls followed. The …
Noup Head is my destination by bicycle today, as it was yesterday. The crushed stone path is so rough that my bicycle …