The long and winding road

We had thought that our Munro-bagging days were over, in spite of only ever having managed to bag a dozen of the 282 total in more than 30 years of hill walking. However, our son had bought me a guide

WHEN the Campbell laird Sir Duncan planted part of his estate on Drummond Hill with oak, birch and Scots pines, it came with a serious warning. Anyone who was caught damaging the trees would face a fi

THE BIG RIDE

In the Scottish village of Kenmore, the mellow glow of Loch Tay draws visitors into a world of castles and crannogs, amid autumn’s beauty in a towering forest

Tap, tap, tap. Tap, tap. “Oh, there it goes – that wee one’s for the pot.” The mussel in my hand slowly and silently hinges shut, like a lid on a fancy electronic bin. “If it closes completely that’s

The lure of Scotland is irresistible to many campervanners but the driving distance can be a challenge depending on where you start from and the time you have. We travel from North Yorkshire and, rela