Got up before dawn a few days ago to hike up to The Old Man of Storr for sunrise. Nobody on the roads, everything still sleeping. Perfectly peaceful hike to the top. Cold. Mysterious rocks and surreal landforms.
Watched the sunrise shifting and clouds rolling in and out with a few other photographers and one dog.
alternatively you can take me to a high promontory above a windy sea with no cell phone signal and i will outline the plot, in chapter order, from memory