Thursday the 17th, the first night of planned photography. Having spent the day placing lights throughout the landscape we headed to the view point of the Dumpling to await for the lights to appear. A boat crew waited on the loch and a group of 30 volunteers set off up Conic ridge, everything had been planned. Slowly the light dimmed and the lights started to appear, then the one thing we could not plan, the weather, started to close in leaving us standing in a dense cloud of fog.