Hopping on the quad bike, I couldn’t help but take in the beautiful Scottish scenery around me.
On 15 October 2005, I was 19, and in the middle of nowhere for a friend’s birthday.
Having rented a cottage for the festivities, we were planning on taking the quad bike out for a picnic.
And cramming four of us on the bike, we headed off up the dirt track, along a steep hill.
And I had chosen to give driving it a go.
Only as we headed along, we noticed a huge
