I was left alone for the last few days of this trip, so did some walking as well as kayaking. I decided to spend a night on top of one of Britain's most characterful small mountains, Stac Pollaidh. This was partly because Pollaidh is a great vantage point to see lots of the places we'd explored over the last few days.
I headed up just before sundown, on an evening with patches of cloud that made for dramatic lighting, with some of that unique Assynt character that seems impossible for anyone but Joe Cornish to truly capture on camera.
For most of the evening, Cul Mor was veiled in cloud but everything else remained clear.
Eventually, Ben Mor Coigach succumbed to the cloud too, but Pollaidh, too modest to be noticed, remained clear. This was a very exposed camp, I was only carrying minimal gear (eg no gloves, no sleeping bag), and there was some scrambling that can be quite tricky in strong winds to get back down, so I was glad that the winds never became really powerful. The sky became increasingly clear during the night - constellations standing out fantastically.