As with Peterfile’s post ^^^, arrived at the standing stones at Callanish one lovely afternoon at around 5pm. Some mangy hippy had pitched his tent actually within the perimeter and was sitting in front of his tent, smiling at everyone. I’m all in favour of happy, smily hippies wild camping but that was a step too far. Ruined the view / photos for all the other visitors.
Later though, I ran back up the path as the hint of a sunset was beginning to happen. Hippy-boy was at the middle of the stone circle taking snaps of his hippy girlfriend, who was babbling something along the lines of, “Oh YES! It’s just as I dreamt it. The master was over there and everyone was chanting!”. She was actually pretty hot, and was obviously smuggling peanuts, so I started shooting away with my Infra-red film camera.
Hippy boy wasn’t very happy, but she revelled in the extra attention!