Sandwood Bay
Tucked-away just below Cape Wrath in the North West Highlands of Scotland lies Sandwood Bay. The first time I laid eyes on it, my heart soared with its breathtaking beauty. It truly is one of the most magnificent places I have ever been.
The mighty Atlantic Ocean pounds its vast tract of untouched shoreline. Rolling sand dunes and a glittering loch lie in the spreading cleft between towering cliffs, while remote moorlands and looming mountains protect it from all but the hardy hill-walker.
To witness the splendour demands a nine mile trek and perhaps that's a part of Sandwood's magnetism. Wild and windswept, beautiful and immaculate, its dynamic isolation draws me back time after time.
The mighty Atlantic Ocean pounds its vast tract of untouched shoreline. Rolling sand dunes and a glittering loch lie in the spreading cleft between towering cliffs, while remote moorlands and looming mountains protect it from all but the hardy hill-walker.
To witness the splendour demands a nine mile trek and perhaps that's a part of Sandwood's magnetism. Wild and windswept, beautiful and immaculate, its dynamic isolation draws me back time after time.
