Stalked it several times with guests as it was the opposite side to Dawyck where I was. A lovely place it was before it was sold off, but nothing to compete with Torridon scenery or the Cairngorms where I used to give a hand on the hinds after the shooting season.Top one is Stobo, looking toward Ladyurd? When was that taken? Obviously before they trashed it…
In fact I now realise it’s all Stobo?
Very nice photo's, very like my part of the world (though the mountains here are not as rugged), the keystone piece of course is the rain sheeting in from the west You’d be horrified to see what’s happened to it now.Stalked it several times with guests as it was the opposite side to Dawyck where I was. A lovely place it was before it was sold off, but nothing to compete with Torridon scenery or the Cairngorms where I used to give a hand on the hinds after the shooting season.
Yes, I used to stalk Bein Damph when David Carr Smith was an owner. Had a bad fall on their last time up on the stags, came down on a pony circa 85.You’d be horrified to see what’s happened to it now.
Very much agree re. Torridon. My favourite scenery in Scotland. I’m off up there next week to go hill loch fishing.
I wonder what people regard as the finest hill stalking land?
I ask because I was watching a video of stalking in Scotland and the commentator was enthusing about the scenery, yet to me it looked distinctly mundane: dull, flat ground with grim, straight-edged Sitka spruce plantations cut by a regular grid of boggy rides and gravel forestry roads, with an array of hideous wind turbines dominating the skyline. I personally wouldn't want to spend a single hour in such a place, no matter how many deer it held.
I wonder what people regard as the finest hill stalking land?
I ask because I was watching a video of stalking in Scotland and the commentator was enthusing about the scenery, yet to me it looked distinctly mundane: dull, flat ground with grim, straight-edged Sitka spruce plantations cut by a regular grid of boggy rides and gravel forestry roads, with an array of hideous wind turbines dominating the skyline. I personally wouldn't want to spend a single hour in such a place, no matter how many deer it held.
Ideally, when stalking on the hill, I don't want to see roads or traffic, caravans or campsites, wind turbines, commercial forestry plantations, fences, car parks, pylons, towns, telecom masts, unsightly dams/hydro installations or reservoirs with exposed shorelines - all the more blatant and intrusive works of man, in other words.
What I do want are tremendous mountain vistas, a mix of steep ground and flats, corries and glens, smatterings of self-sown native trees among the crags, waterfalls and torrents, untamed rivers, hill lochans and so forth. The sort of lonely place where you might see eagles, ptarmigan and mountain hares and just being there is a joy.
NatureScot has a map showing so-called "wild land" areas in Scotland. All the finest hill stalking estates I know of seem to lie within such designated areas. I would be interested to know what others think.