I rarely include people in my photography but in this case it serves two purposes the first being the sense of scale implied by the juxtaposition of human and landscape, the second reason, the fella obligingly sitting on this rock on the summit ridge of Stac pollaidh is my brother. It is fair to say that he was completely awe struck at the views. This was his first hill climbing, an hour to the top, a fairly gentle break in to a tremendous Scottish pastime. He tells me it won't be his last.