Journal

We set out on another voyage of discovery as Iona lands in New York City to share more of our spirit and story.

Have the seasons turned here in Harris? It’s often hard to tell...

The sun has shone down on the island and the skies became that peculiar kind of cerulean blue only Harris manages to muster...

In the wild stretch of seas around the Shiants there swims The Blue Men Of The Minch...