Invergarry Canal

September 19, 2025

Short trips are sometimes all you need, and sometimes even, they’re the best trips. We towed the little caravan a couple of hours inland and stayed at a quiet campsite in Invergarry. A new view out the window, a new site to wander around, a new morning bike ride and a new area to walk and explore during the day.

Steven had his new/old camera with him, and wanted to fire off a few shots so we made a point to walk plenty of tracks, and spent the majority of the day heading up and down the canal. We’ve realised we like photographing the exact same things so there was a lot of competition and pushing and shoving (not really) to get the shot first. It is interesting to see how each camera translates each scene though… you can find his film photography on instagram here - @sixbysixclub - if you want to see his version of these scenes.

A Night in the Volvo

September 05, 2025

Accommodation in Scotland during the summer is…. extortionate. Even a campsite pitch is expensive, in my opinion. But, the need for a change of scenery can be strong so we decided to book the cheapest, none electric pitch we could find up on the coast, and wing it.

Luckily we have a Volvo estate car with a shit tonne of space in the back, and it happens to be exactly the same size as our mattress, so in that went. A couple of blankets, some pyjamas, a folding chair and coffee essentials and we were good to go.

We’re fine with simple set-ups. We didn’t even take any cooking equipment as we knew there was food on-site and honestly, who can be arsed to do dishes when they’re camping. The campfire wasn’t planned either, we actually used a leftover folding fire pit that some previous camper had irresponsibly, but handily, left behind.

A great night with walks on the beach, burgers by the fire, a couple of beers and a surpisingly cosy night sleeping in the car. Sometimes the simplest getaways are the best.

The next day we took the opportunity to head out on a walk in a different area, which ended up being a super interesting loop around a small peninsula. A really nice stretch of coastline with rocky paths, marked with arrows painted onto the rocks. Pebble beaches, and a few holiday cottages tucked away, as well as a few rustic buildings scattered around made for good viewing and photograph opportunities.

The only slightly negative thing about the trip was the strangely overly aggressive bloke living in a caravan outside the public toilets in the village. I’d practically just zipped up my bloody trousers and stepped foot outside before he pounced on me asking for a donation for the upkeep. Give me a chance, mate.

The Early Days

August 28, 2025

These were taken around late April, just after we arrived to our new caravan spot on Skye, and were settling in. I spent a lot of time wandering down to the beach opposite with a flask of coffee, not believing my luck, then heading back down again hours and hours later when the sun was going down, to see it in that golden hour light.

After spending winter at a temporary spot on a campsite where I didn’t really have any outside space, it was an absolute joy to be able to potter around outside again. Salvaging pallets to use as a deck, and creating a little patio for myself outside. I live to potter. It’s the main thing I missed about living on the road in a van, where we were moving daily and existing in public car parks. You can’t just potter around outside, fixing things and making things look pretty and rearranging things. It’s the unwritten rule to not allow your living situation to spill over into the outside world unless you’re at an official campsite, and even then, there’s only so much you can really do without looking insane, so being on our own private pitch, man, I am spilling out everywhere.

Also, being late April, it was pre-midge season. Glorious.