This August, we embarked upon a family roadtrip to Scotland and back, via the Lake District. There were a couple of things on my list of things to do and see: at the top was a trip to the Derwent Pencil Museum, but chasing close on its heels was going to see a waterfall. It’s not that I haven’t seen a waterfall before, rather that it’s a long time since I’ve done it. And waterfalls are nice. Mesmeric. Elemental. Like the sea but not. And rocky. I like rocks.

You don’t really get waterfalls, or proper rocks for that matter, in the chalk-and-clay country that is Hampshire, lovely though it is.

So I plotted our route from Glasgow to Inverness to pass through the Trossachs, and to incorporate a walk to the shores of Loch Lomond via what I hoped would be a significant waterfall.

And here it is. Can you believe that I actually took a tree out of my picture in order to focus properly on the falls?

Ink on kaolin-coated board, 12 x 16″