The northwest corner of Europe, Cape Wrath in Scotland. In medieval times, this was the untamed and inhospitable boundary of man's knowledge of Earth. The Edge of The World. Today, it is one of the most beautiful places on the planet...on a good day.
Cape Wrath is the most north-westerly outpost of mainland UK. As the name suggests, this is a wet, windy, and wild place but actually the name ‘Wrath’ means ‘turning point’ in Norse and has nothing to do with God’s fury.
I’ve traveled the world extensively, and seen some amazing places, but I’m lucky enough to be a Highlander and live in one of the most beautiful places on Earth. I live on the east coast, a land of little fishing villages and green fields but to the west lies unspoilt wilderness of mountains, lochs, and a coastline that takes your breath away.
Many tourists head for the hot spot of Skye and yes, it is fabulous, but there are hidden jewels further north that are even more impressive.
One of these jewels is Sandwood Bay, north of the fishing village, Kinlochbervie. A mundane, four-mile walk across moor-land is like walking in some baron lunar landscape but instead of dust and rocks, it is dotted with wild orchids, cotton grass, and heather. In the late summer, this heather blooms and turns the Highlands a deep shade of purple.
Just as you feel you’ve had enough, climb a hill, and turn a corner, and the ocean opens up before you. A pristine yellow sandy beach cushions the land from the roar of the North Atlantic. Nothing between you and the Labrador Coast of northern Canada.
In the summer, it might just be you on this beach, any other time of the year, you are guaranteed your own private piece of windblown heaven. On a good day, you could be mistaken for being in tropical climbs. On a bad day, make sure you tell your lodgings where you have gone…you might just need to be airlifted back!
Walk back along the cliffs to get a closer look and stand right above Am Buachaille, a massive sea stack. Walk along the top of the highest cliffs in Britain (not too close to the edge as one gust of wind, and we’ll be a few Lomographers down).