We went to Scotland with a bunch of cameras, a roof tent and a vague list of the places we wanted to shoot.
There was no set route but we had the freedom to wild camp, to wake up in new surroundings and decide on a whim our plans for the day ahead. We had six days of typical Scottish weather with ample rain and mist. We never saw a single sunrise or sunset. Regardless of the weather conditions, it was an incredible week spent in good company and beautiful surroundings.
The first night was spent at Glen Etive. As we made our way down the infamous Skyfall road, the light started to fade fast. By the time we reached the loch at the end, we were setting up camp in the dark. In the morning, we wandered around and found this incredible abandoned jetty on Loch Etive.
My favorite stop on Skye was the Old Man of Storr. It's a steep hike up to the top but offered the most majestic view. We hiked up in beautiful weather but before long, we were hit with a torrential downpour. It wasn't good for morale (or for keeping our gear dry) but it made for some pretty epic photos of the mountain structures in the rain.
I guess we make it look simple, just going places and taking photos, except I believe there's more to it than that. Our trip consisted of early starts on long roads and strangers from the internet becoming real life friends. There was also our fair share of constant tiredness and a distinct lack of personal space.
The trip helped us make memories, tell stories, and be honest with what we experienced. We were mostly laughing, but we did have a few grumpy moments. It wasn't glamorous with a damp tent that fell over and not being able to shower for days. It was being in a bad mood the first time I saw the Northern Lights (which I'll regret forever) but in that same moment, listening to the excitement in my friends' voices and knowing I’ll never forget that either.