A man in Assynt

Spent the weekend in Ullapool and then Lochinver. Listened to '19 poems' read by Norman MacCaig as I drove out of Ullapool Sunday morning much to the boys disgust - we'd been listening to Lord of the Rings up to then - to keep a promise I'd made. 'A
Man In Assynt as you drive from the turn off on Loch Aasynt', past the Loch of the Green Corrie over the shoulder of Quinaig and into Kylesku. Utterly breathtaking.