"wide. treeless, houseless undulations, clothed with heather and Purple
Moor-grass, so filled with lakes and so intersected by arms of the Atlantic
that water entangled in a network of land becomes almost imperceptibly land
entangled in a network of water, and only the presence or absence of the mauve
Lobelia or the brown seaweed tells whether one is on a lake-shore or on a
seashore"
Robert Lloyd Praeger - The Way that I Went