Back in Edinburgh I’m dreaming of Plockton already. The wonderful clear light and picturesque reflections make it on of the prettiest villages in North West Scotland. It’s an artists and photographers dream, and they have been flocking to Plockton for as long as it has existed. Almost every Scottish artist has done at least one painting of Plockton, and you find photographs of its traditional white houses in most Scottish themed calendars.
There is something perfect about the scale of the houses, the water and boats in the bay, and the Crags behind. When the tide is high like this, near the full moon, and the wind is low, the reflections are wonderful. The whole bay becomes an artistic mirror, picking out highlights and shapes to throw more delight towards our eyes.
There’s a beer garden outside the Plockton Hotel with the most wonderful view. You can sit and watch the tide come in as you sip and relax. You can watch people busy in their boats, and playing in kayaks, dogs splashing in the sea and children fishing for crabs and tiny fish. As a child I sometimes used to row a little blue boat around these sheltered waters, and just watching the watery reflections in the bay brings back these memories.