During some extremely rough weather I found myself huddling behind a huge cubic slab of rock more or less protected from the huge waves crashing on the rocks and channelled bedrock gazing across at the gloomy ridge of the Black Cuillins peaks. I busied myself with the different patterns formed by the moving foam and water across the rocks when a shaft of red sunlight briefly scythed a path beneath the cloud passing in front of the mountains. It stayed just a few seconds and this was only one of two shots I got.

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