One of the highlights of my week on the Isle of Mull was my cruise to Staffa and Fingal’s Cave. Last week I covered the trek with Turus Mara, and today I’d like to present a succinct photo essay specifically about Staffa and Fingal’s Cave.
The famous poet John Keats once wrote of Staffa, in his poem “Staffa“:
Not Aladdin magian
Ever such a work began;
Not the wizard of the Dee
Ever such a dream could see;
Not St. John, in Patmos’ Isle,
In the passion of his toil,
When he saw the churches seven,
Golden aisl’d, built up in heaven,
Gazed at such a rugged wonder.
I hope you’ll feel an iota of the power Keats and I felt visiting Staffa. The photo essay appears on a separate page – without sidebars – because I want to provide you with the largest photos possible. Click the image below or this link to go to the photo essay. Enjoy!
A hunter, oft-stubbled and bleary-eyed, driven by an insatiable hunger for exploration and experience - and perhaps a chance to thin the herd of caffeinated and alcoholic beverages. From the highlands and islands to Edinburgh, Glasgow, and the Borders, I explore Scotland with a pen in hand and a fire in the belly (which could be partly from the whisky). 
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I’m glad that you enjoyed your trip out to Staffa, it is indeed a truly unique place. The boat trip from either Mull or Iona makes from a great adventure . From clients I’ve taken there, I think that both Fingle’s Cave and the puffins charm and wow in equal measure.
At the first sight of the picture, I was totally amazed by the view like a sinking castle. Wow, it is stunning…