The low-lying, gently rolling farmland of Easter Ross is so classically bucolic – and so strikingly different to the drama that many of us associate with the Highlands – that you’d be forgiven for wondering if you’d accidentally turned south at Inverness and ended up in the Borders instead.
Unlike the Lowlands, further south, however, here the promise of mountains never seems far away; you’ll catch a glimpse of them in your rear-view mirror as the road cuts through green fields, or as you look out across one of the region’s three firths.
It is these sea inlets that dominate the geography of this region; even from the main road, the A9, the water is always nearby. Stretching from North Kessock, directly opposite Inverness, to the small but historic town of Tain, Easter Ross
