19/03/2026
Iain’s Daughter writing…
Three years before he died, my Dad painted this one.
He worked from a photograph, a view from Dumyat, looking out to the Wallace Monument and Stirling Castle, two landmarks he painted and drew countless times. He loved those Stirlingshire landscapes.
The day after Father's Day, 2014, he was hiking down Dumyat after reaching the summit on a beautiful blue-sky, skylarks-soaring kind of afternoon, walking with his best friend of over fifty years... When he suffered heart failure and never made it home.
It turns out that this exact view in his 2011 painting must have been literally the last thing he saw. We had no way of knowing this, until the days after his death.
The first day after, our remaining family walked the lower section of Dumyat together, trying to deal with what had just happened so suddenly. I'm not sure what my mother and brother were doing, but I was desperately trying to feel for the exact spot, blindly of course. I hung back from the others, tears falling, listening, searching. Just before we turned back, I noticed a tree, a single, distinguished tree standing alone on the hillside. It seemed to speak to me. But we had to go home together before I could get any closer to it.
Two days after, an unknown number called my phone, I hesitated on answering because we were trying to plan a funeral and avoid an autopsy. There was a lady on the line, someone I'd never met before, but she knew of me, and as it turned out, she had been there on the hill. She'd witnessed the tragedy and stayed with my Dad's friend, as he sat helplessly watching the mountain rescue try to resuscitate Dad. She had tracked me down to kindly offer something I didn't know I needed: to show us the exact place when we were ready.
When we finally walked up there again, the lady guided us to the place. It became clear that his final resting place on the path was perfectly in line with that particular tree, the one that had spoken to me. It had been pointing the way all along.
"The Tree" is just out of frame in this watercolour, but it still stands, marking my Dad's spot proudly, on his local hill.
"Wallace Monument and Stirling Castle" - Iain Webster, 2011. Watercolour.