Finding Trevor // A Quick Trip To St Kilda
For the past few months I've been working on a film, telling the story of some music of St Kilda and the man that kept it with him through his life. It's been a fascinating project, and it's consumed me. I literally lie in bed waiting for sleep, thinking about how it all fits together. My head has been on St Kilda and Trevor for a long time.
As it neared completion, I visited St Kilda to shoot some footage of the island. The plan being to show how it captured the imagination of (amongst so many others) this old man called Trevor.
It was a bit of a nerve wracking job. The remotest point of the British Isles. If anything went wrong, it was going to go really wrong. It was a relatively last minute trip so lots of hasty planning and light packing. I didn't fancy trying to cart too much kit up those hills (they feel even steeper than they look).
Anturally, I couldn't go without shooting some photos while the video was rolling. Here are a few...
I was on Hirta for around 4 hours and then a little time seeing the other islands and Stacs from the boat. Bookend that with an 8 hour round trip from the west coast of Skye and it makes for a hell of a day. An absolute adventure, and given how attached I've become to this project, quite an emotional time. It was a pretty hectic time on the island trying to get all the footage that I wanted. Sitting on the boat as we left, having a chance to take in what had just happened, I really struggle to describe how affecting it was. Watching the footage the next morning was slightly surreal.
What a trip, what a place.
Keep your eye out for The Lost Songs of St Kilda!