The smiling enemies
Darkness is falling, tongues of fog cover the hillsides down to the lochs.
Eilean Donan is in danger.
Connor is on the look-out, the sword is drawn.
It’s morning, no attacks, relax.
But the enemy is behind: highway, buses and smiling French following a raised umbrella.
The castle is overcome!
In fact, we arrived when darkness was falling, the castle was closed, silence reigned all around and there was no one besides us.
The atmosphere was really fascinating, you could imagine warriors, swords, battles, knights.
But when we came back in the morning after, crowds of tourists had already overcome the castle, and the atmosphere of the night before was disappeared.