It’s guarded by a copse of ancient Caledonian pines, which stand out in the otherwise bleak and barren open ground of the glen. Here you are confronted by one of the most dramatic views of the formidable Slioch, as you pass through under the trees, over the old stone bridge and suddenly find it towering above and ahead of you, just across the loch.
All along the loch-side are the scattered remains of an ancient woodland of Caledonian pine. The islands on the loch and in the nearby Beinn Eighe Nature Reserve (Britain’s very first) still support one of the most ancient and least disturbed areas of native pinewood left in Scotland.
Its boggy shores and slopes are lush with mosses, lichens and heathers and home to huge numbers of red deer. There is an almost primeval feel to the whole glen, its history steeped in myth and legend.
It takes no great leap of imagination to sense this.
A lone pine stands sentinel (below), like many others scattered along the glen, dwarfed by the mighty Slioch, but again, the camera lens can’t resist playing with scale and takes such delight in fooling the eye!