Sea mist advances up Glen Loth toward Clach Mhic Mhios at dusk. Legend has it that the stone was chucked here by a 1 month old baby giant – or giant baby, whichever you prefer – from Ben Uarie. Chucking its toys out of the pram, perhaps? Big style.
It’s therefore to be expected that a stone with such a founding event appears to refrain from wandering down to the nearby river at nightfall to drink .... as, of course, all stones must do... but instead summons the water to it.
Image credit: Robert Gladstone
that's a bit magical
Guess its easy to see how legends of wraiths and suchlike came to be.... just happened to be parked-up for the night above the stone. Superstitious. Me?
That's pretty amazing. Missed these pics in the summer, looks like a wonderful place.
That is an excl place. Haven't been there for ages but it always reminds me of Luath's Stone. Great stuff G!!!
Yeah, lovely little glen. More like Wales than Scotland...
Behave :-)