Standing Stones, Cill Mhoire

I awoke to find a blanket of sea fog enveloping the island again. With a Comar board meeting at 1000, I rushed over to Dervaig hoping to photograph the standing stones in the mist. By the time I got there, the rising sun was already burning off the fog, although the village in the glen below was still shrouded in thick mist. The sun was throwing beautiful shafts of light across the forest floor. A hasty composition and a few bracketed shots and then it was time to race back to Tobermory for the board meeting.