17th December 2015No Comments

Kings House to Kinlochleven

It has been nearly two years since the winter hike in the Scottish Highlands with my friends Will and Taru. We followed a route from Kings House to Kinlochleven which is part of the West Highland Way. So much has changed since then. It was the times when I was still shooting JPEG files and still used an old analog Pentacon lens with an adapter. My photos were too blurry and too warm but I still like coming back to them.

Whoever attempted landscape photography knows how difficult this craft is. It requires almost meditative patience, waiting for the perfect moment when the sun and the clouds align in the most cinematic way. I have not been blessed with a virtue of patience. What helps me to react quickly and take a snap of something that lasts a millisecond prevents me from being able to stand still and wait. It will take ages until I learn to tame my attention and be able to capture the beauty of outdoors.

Here, I am sharing with you some memories from the scenic walk through the valleys and hills of Glencoe Mountains. On the track we met dears, walked through piles of snow, jumped on stones and runt through forest admiring peaks of the mountains from afar.

Apparently, somewhere on the route one could see a peak of Ben Nevis in between the clouds. However, we didn’t know which one it was. But that we decided with Wilhelmiina that one day, before I graduate, together we will climb the peak of the highest mountain in Scotland.

7th December 2015No Comments

Beachy Head

One of the days in the middle of July me and my sister took off for a day trip for a day excursion from London. We wanted to take a break from the fast pace of the city life and enjoy some quality sister time. This was not a typical visit to the seaside. Eastbourne was windy with a stony beach.

We walked along the seaside with the wind enjoying the brightness of the day and all the green fields around. We walked filled with curiosity to see the famous cliffs of Beachy Head. We have been told that this is a place for suiciders. That was confusing. Truly a breathtaking view could be a place of choice to die but why necessarily a place of suicide? We were told ‘You will see.’.

When we reached the cliffs we saw an overwhelmingly beautiful view. We quickly forgot the dark warnings we were told before we set off for a trip. But as we walked along the coastline admiring the beauty, squinting our eyes to the ubiquitous brightness of the air, we noticed crosses along the cliff. One, another one, there kept appearing more and more of them. The landscape filled with the memories of the youth suicide. Our thoughts were filled with sadness when we discovered the commemorative stone in memory of young people who chose to die too early. I was speechless. As much as I admired the view, the memory of this place will always be filled with melancholia for the young people who would never see anything more beautiful than Beachy Head again.

“Despite the horror and the sorrow, I love our world. I want us all to live.”

27th November 2015No Comments

Following Footsteps of Haggis

Around a year ago I visited Glasgow in the middle of autumn. The world was embellished with the beautiful colours of the trees setting to sleep. The time when the leaves are falling used to be my favourite part of the year . If only I could spend more time outdoors to escape the darkness.

During that short visit in Scotland with my boyfriend Ivan, myself, my sister Agnieszka and her boyfriend Hugo, we decided to escape for a small half day hike to Campsies Glen. The climb was really easy, it took around 40 minutes to get to the top.

The first part of the path goes along a little forest and a river and the second part continues in the open hill. The views are really pleasant and I would recommend it to anyone who would want to unwind for a bit.

Throughout our walk we joked around trying to follow the footsteps of a mythical creature Haggis. The wild haggis’s left and right legs are of different lengths, allowing it to run quickly around the steep mountains, but only in one direction. Haggis lives exclusively in Scottish Highlands.

They say there are two varieties of haggis, one with longer left legs and the other with longer right legs. The ones with left legs longer can run clockwise around a mountain while the latter can run anticlockwise. We never found Haggis, but we truly enjoyed the beautiful last hike of the year and the colours in the air.