I can’t imagine many people come to ride the Golspie Wildcat trailhead just in passing. Bringing a bike to this side of the Highlands requires you to carry on past a number of tempting left turns into mighty mountains.
I went for a walk in the woods in the first week of the year. Down by the quiet place where I park my car there is, improbably, a scattering of giant sequoias, the spellbinding, sky-tending redwoods of the High Sierra of the Californian West.
Good path work in recent years has meant that what was often a bog fest followed by an ungainly clamber up a scree is now a much more pleasant walk from the Glen Clova Hotel to Loch Brandy and up on to the promontory known as The Snub.