“that this dying landscape belongs to the dead, the crofters and fighters and fishermen whose larochs sink into the bracken by Loch Assynt and Loch Crochach? - to men trampled under the hoofs of sheep and driven by deer to the ends of the earth - to men whose loyalty was so great it accepted their own betrayal by their own chiefs and whose descendants now are kept in their place by English businessmen and the indifference of a remote and ignorant government.” LandscapeSheepHighland ClearancesBusinessmenAssyntCroftersRed DeerBracken Book:Between Mountain and Sea: Poems from Assynt Source: Between Mountain and Sea: Poems from Assynt