TG's lap of Scotland
Tom Ford finds out if Scotland has any decent driving roads...
Posted: 21 Mar 2014
GOD KNOWS, BUT IT'S PRETTY
It's starting to get a bit silly now. We turn corners and are consistently ambushed by the glory of the view. Mugged of metaphor. Completely stuck for sensible simile. Brains become devoid of intelligence. Poets would be struck dumb, their inspiration adrift. How do you describe something so wild and free and enormous and brimming with portent?
"This place is well cool", says Justin, without apparent irony, and heavy italics. "Yeah, it's like... y'know... wow," I reply.
We've stopped by the side of the road, and the Highlands of Scotland are spread astride the view. The weather is cool and clear, and in the distance there's an electrical storm with the sun behind it, so that big, thick celestial shafts spear down through frowning black clots of cloud, occasionally lit from behind by striking lightning. Sod Hollywood. Special effects and CGI haven't got a patch on this. For a start, I can smell the ozone and feel the pressure in my ears. It feels like the end of days. We run as if it was, down through roads that lurk in the shadow of stands of pine, skimming by Loch Torridon on the A896, and running across the Applecross Pass (Bealach na Bà) before heading south to Strathcarron on the A890.