I've just come back from a trip down to the Cairngorms. The weather was pretty wet but I managed to get a couple of days of hill-walking. It was great to be up among some of the highest mountains in Scotland and I got some good sketches and photographs. I didn't take my watercolour box with me this time as I intended to try using watercolour pencils. I haven't had much success with them previously, but when you are sketching on a mountain in gale-force winds, it's much easier to hold a few pencils instead of a paint-box and water pot. They are so much more convenient that I think it's worth persevering with them. I used a small selection of Derwent watercolour pencils, three Karisma Graphite Aquarelle pencils and a Pentel waterbrush . This last item is very useful for sketching as you don't have to carry a separate water pot and keep dipping the brush in it. The first walk I did was into the Lairig Ghru, one of the two great passes through the Cairngorms and
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Mission-house at Dirlot Watercolour, 22 x 33 cm This is the old Presbyterian chapel and mission-house at Dirlot. There seems to have been a minister here from the late 18th Century. He was known as a Missionary and his house was the Mission-house. His Mission covered a very large area of boggy moorland and he would have covered most of it on foot. They took their religion very seriously in those days!
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Dirlot Gorge watercolour, 22 x 33 cm I've discovered a new area to explore, thanks to a neighbour. I was out in Strathmore discussing a painting commission with him and he told me about Dirlot Gorge. He had grown up in the area and offered to show me around, so we had an interesting time exploring his old haunts. There is some wonderful scenery there and I could see several subjects for paintings straight away. The River Thurso runs through a beautiful gorge, which is a 'Site of Special Scientific Interest'. There is an old chapel, a very ruined castle and some Neolithic stone rows. Apparently there was also a high glacial ridge, but unfortunately that was quarried away in the 1950's. I went back yesterday to paint the gorge, but the warm weather has brought all the biting insects out. The worst ones, for me, are the clegs. They bite me even through my clothes. I put up with it for as long as I could, but I rushed the painting and ruined it in the end. I painted