The next realm was the Black Woods, not more than a mile away. Clay drumlins and small forests, meadows andmarshes--the burn, never more than a foot deep, ten times as wide. Further yet was Craigallion Loch and the firepot where hikers and climbers met, the Devil's Pulpit and the Pots of Gartness where the salmon leapt, as far from my home as Glasgow was, Beyond lay Balmaha and Loch Lomond and then, much later in adolescence, Glencoe and Loch Rannoch, Lismore and Mull, Staffa and Iona, the Western Isies.