Got mountains. Got camera. Got Adobe Lightroom to turn it all black and white. Well, aren’t I just the new Ansel Adams? Obviously I’m not, for a whole bunch of reasons that don’t really need to be explained. But it’s nice to pretend for a moment.
Ansel Adams arguably had a slightly more dramatic mountain range to shoot. Just don’t argue the point with a Highlander. He will kill you, turn your skin into a smart new jacket and fashion your bones into knitting needles for his missus. Assuming that he’s in a good mood. They are famously short tempered and prone to sudden outbursts of extreme violence.
Or so the stereotype would have you believe. As a tourist in Scotland, you’ll wonder where such nonsense came from. Scottish hospitality is hard to beat. On the other hand, if you’ve ever been on the receiving end of a Black Watch attack, you’ll perhaps nod in a knowing sort of way. So I’m told. It’s not an experience I’ve had.
As scenic as the Scottish highlands are, the biggest mountain, Ben Nevis, is barely a third as high as Yosemite’s highest peak. Adams had landscapes of grander scale to point his lens at. But there’s nothing that a photographer could really be left wanting for in the highlands. Except for a decent spot of weather.
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