My wife and I had trekked up for a week or so to get here and had left the warmth of our sleeping bags well before dawn to climb about 1500 feet up to this small lake.
You’re never quite sure when you’re lying in a warm place what the morning will bring – fog, mist, snow! But, you get up and go anyway, and sometimes get rewarded in this way.
Memorable experiences of my life – it’s well up there.
I write educational material for creative and expressive photographers. We run small group Photo Tours & Workshops locally here in NW Scotland and in Iceland.
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