15/10/2026
Some places feel like the edge of the world. Neist Point is one of them.
This was meant to be an early morning shoot on the Isle of Skye, soft light on the cliffs, everything clean and clear. Instead I got rain, thick cloud, fog so dense at one point I could barely see the path in front of me. Skye has taught me, over several visits, that the weather here doesn't negotiate. You wait it out or you go home.
So I waited. Sat in the car for a while, walked the headland anyway, more out of stubbornness than hope. Around midday the fog started to lift, not all the way, just enough. The cliffs came back into view first, dark rock streaked with green, and then the lighthouse out at the end of that long stretch of coastline. Just enough time to set up and get the shot before it closed back in again, like it had never lifted at all.
The full story's on the blog, and the print's in the store. I've dropped both links in the comments.