A time to head north
Sep 16, 2021
3 minutes
My birthday falls during the first week of October and that provides ample excuse to point the car north, up the A9, and head for the stags. Not that we’ve ever needed much of an excuse and our annual trip has charted the seven ages of man (less the mewling and puking bit). In the early days, it was a boys’ trip and we stayed in a bothy and ate what we shot. This usually involved a TV dinner (trout and venison) or
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