Highlands:
Glen Coe

Ah: now we really do know we're in the Highlands, because there's a pass - not only on the map, but you actually felt yourself going up, up , up, away from the fjord, away from the village, away from the petrol stations, away from everything which supports life and hope. I could only think of the hopelessness of being in a battle up there, but Dagmar doesn't have the handicap of an education in British History, and she loved the place.