Campsie Winter is a photograph book by Iain McGillivray. The images were taken at Campsie Glen in Dunbartonshire in January 2010 following a heavy snowfall. The images in the book are only a small selection of those that were taken. The entire collection of the images is available to licence or purchase as prints from dunmaglas.co.uk
Campsie Glen lies to the North of the City of Glasgow in the County of Dunbartonshire, Scotland. Clachan of Campsie village lies at the foot of Campsie Glen and is a designated conservation area. The Kirk Burn flows through the glen and through Clachan of Campsie, eventually feeding into the Glazert Water which runs through Lennoxtown and into the River Kelvin.
From Clachan of Campsie a narrow path leads to Campsie Glen, flanked by trees and fields. The Kirk Burn flows through rocks and over waterfalls in the glen. A fork in the path leads up the hill to the car park next to the Crow Road. From the car park are spectacular views across the Kelvin Valley and along the fell. The Crow Road winds through a pass alongside the Kirk Burn. On the hill-side of the road sits Jamie Wright’s Well, upon which is a monument to the local poet James MacKintosh Slimmon (1865-1898). The well is a source of clear spring water.
Consisting of former volcanic plateaus worn by erosion, the Campsie Fell dominates the Kelvin Valley, stretching from Dumgoyne hill East towards Stirling and North towards the foothills of the Trossachs. Earls Seat, the summit of the Campsie Fell, stands 578m (1896 feet) above sea level. From the peak on a clear day are spectacular views across Glasgow and the Clyde Valley.
On a day in January 2010 following the heaviest snowfall in many years, a dense mist hung in the Clyde and Kelvin valleys throughout the day. The mist shrouded Clachan of Campsie and the glen with the sun only partially breaking through. The Kirk Burn was frozen over with only a few breaks in the ice and the rocks covered in snow. A mere trickle of water poured over the frozen waterfall. Climbing the hill to the Crow Road the mist thinned revealing a clear blue sky. A sea of mist lay in the valley below as far as the eye could see with a glowing sheen from the reflected sun. Snow ploughs had cleared the Crow Road allowing vehicles to pass. Thick icicles had formed on a rock face where water trickles off the hillside.
As the sun began to set it cast long shadows, bringing out the texture of the ridges on the snow-covered slopes and giving a golden tint to the blanket of mist below. The last glimmer of sunlight gave the mist a feint glow against the silhouettes of the trees.
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