Playing second fiddle

Well first I'd like to thank all of those readers who were so supportive of my job application last week. I haven't had any response yet, but paws crossed eh? 

I did point out how my presence can greatly enhance most photographs of the Scottish landscape.  Now, lest anyone accuse me of being big-headed (it does happen from time to time), today I will concede, that just occasionally, the view itself, without me, suffices. 

For example, Gail and I drove over to the West Coast on Friday evening and at about quarter to ten we saw the sun setting in spectacular fashion over Loch Maree*.

Some French tourists stopped at the same viewpoint, and insisted taking a snap of  Gail and me. But, to be honest, it's not such a good picture is it? With the camera focused on the two of us, the drama in the skies is somewhat diminished (and you can barely even make out the loch). 

And here's another shot, taken five miles further down the road. The mountain is Slioch, which contrary to appearances is not a live volcano. I don't expect anyone looking at this photograph will be saying "but where's the Westie?"

I trust that this post will demonstrate to my potential employers at the Scottish Tourist Board that I do have some sense of proportion regarding my place in the scheme of things. Although, come to think of it, had it been just me, not Gail too, in that rather mediocre photo.........

*Hint for would-be tourists to Scotland. Loch Maree, in Wester Ross, is less famous but infinitely more beautiful than Loch Ness, in my humble opinion! 

[PS In the parallel dog blogosphere universe, congratulations to Rosie and Petey - great wedding!]