An ancient adult-sized playground. The name of this monolithic rock formation on the Trotternish peninsula of the Isle of Skye means “Great Man” in Old Norse. It forms part of a series of gigantic basalt rock formations that leave a teeth-like silhouette on the horizon.
The climb up to the ominous rock face takes you through a thick and dark forest. So dark and thick that a hardly needed to cover my Horizon as I struggled to rescue a reel of film that had broken off halfway through.
You might be out of breath once you come out of the trees but it won’t matter because the incontrollable urge to get to the giant rocks and run about trying to climb everything will spur you on.