Photographing Scotland feels like trying to capture a restless, beautiful spirit. From the gothic shadows and cobblestone secrets of Edinburgh to the wild, windswept loop of the NC500, the landscape is a constant masterpiece of contrast. One moment you are standing before a crumbling castle sentinel lost in the heather, and the next, you are staring at turquoise bays that look more like the Caribbean than the North Atlantic.
The Highlands don't just sit there; they breathe. The light shifts in a heartbeat, turning jagged mountain peaks and mist-draped glens into scenes that feel hauntingly alive and utterly unforgettable. Between the salt spray of the coast and the amber warmth of a distillery dram, the entire journey feels like a visual symphony. Returning to the vibrant pulse of the capital to watch the golden hour hit Arthur’s Seat was the perfect end to an odyssey that leaves you forever longing for one more mile.