Return to Jura

"Sometimes I could follow the slippery foreshore, with bladderwrack seaweed crackling beneath my feet like distant gunfire, but sometimes rocky scarps forced me inland, through swathes of chest-high bracken and tussocky fields of bog cotton, studded with orchids but also with ankle-traps of sudden boggy hollows. As I mounted yet another ridge, I would surprise small herds of deer or wild goats, and they would freeze for a moment, as if they’d been caught doing something they shouldn’t." A lovely piece by Deer Island author Neil Ansell, about returning to the Scottish island of Jura – a place that has meant a great deal to him, and which he last visited 25 years ago.

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Glengarrisdale Bay on the north end of Jura.