Written by Dan Caldwell Friday, 13 April 2012 00:00
"The butterfiles began to twirl in my stomach the moment I stepped off the train in Inverness with my wife, Alana, and six-year-old daughter, Kyla. Everyone around us was wearing knee-high, green rubber gumboots. We were dressed in low, leather hikers - typical gear for a summer canoe trip in our neck of the woods. But not for the northwest tip of Scotland...."




