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There aren't many words to accurately describe the beauty of this place. I had visited Scotland for the first time in 2016 and it had been calling me back ever since. This magical land my grandparents always talked about held a sense of mystery and awe to me. I had just spent the last 4 days having my mind completely blown by the scenery (and the wind) in the Isle of Skye, but it was time to head south to Glasgow. I was excited to revisit Glen Coe to show my mom and brother, who were with me on this trip. One of my favorite things about the drive through this scenic glen is the scattering of cottages that are completely dwarfed by the old volcanic monoliths behind them. I came to find out the "iconic" wee cottage in my photo is a climbers hut when I struck up a conversation with some mountaineers that were just returning home from the summit of The Bauchaille. I must have sat next to this river for an hour to capture the quickly changing skyscape in front of me as the sun dipped lower and lower. The next adventure will be to climb these mountains, as I like to imagine my ancestors did. How else could I have got the last name, "McAlpine"?