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E-bikes on Knoydart, drams at Lochy Bridge.

Lochaber is made for getting outdoors. On Knoydart, where there are almost no roads, you can hire an electric mountain bike in Inverie and ride out to Sandaig beach or the Folach waterfalls. The peninsula's own rangers lead guided walks through the woods and small trips to watch otters and seals. Long-distance walkers can set off from Fort William on organised trips along the West Highland, Great Glen or East Highland Ways. When the weather closes in, the distillery at the foot of Ben Nevis has tours and tastings. Bring waterproofs whatever the forecast says.

From the magazine18 hours agoThe printed copy of Issue 13Issue 13Autumn / Winter 2026-27

Scotland's 26 mountain rescue teams are all volunteers, and between them they answered over 1,200 callouts in 2025.

Alice Varley has been a member of the Lochaber Mountain Rescue Team for over six years, and like everyone in Scottish Mountain Rescue she gives her time for free. The teams are made up of teachers, health workers, engineers, outdoor guides, friends and parents, who leave offices, sports practices and family dinners within minutes when a call comes in, day or night. 'We are all volunteers, and we're all there because we love going out in the hills… we understand that no one sets out in the morning hoping to get rescued,' she says. Rescuers work without judgement, and the goal is always to get the casualty fit and eventually back out in the hills.

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From the magazine15 hours agoThe printed copy of Issue 13Issue 13Autumn / Winter 2026-27

The wildlife film-maker Gordon Buchanan, aged 54, calls himself the blink of a midge's eye beside Buachaille Etive Mòr in Glencoe, which formed around 420 million years ago.

Gordon has known and admired the mountain at the eastern end of Glencoe for more than three decades. Since the glaciers retreated around it, the Buachaille has watched the first hunter-gatherers arrive in Scotland around 14,000 years ago, then Neolithic farmers, the Picts and medieval kingdoms, and now droves of tourists with cameras. 'Mountains are indifferent to us. Maybe that is the appeal. They make us feel small and irrelevant and are a constant reminder that there are some things far, far bigger than us'. One day, he writes, ice, rain and time will wear it away, but for now it keeps watch over Scotland's wild heart.

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From the magazine11 hours agoThe printed copy of Issue 05Issue 05Autumn / Winter 2022-23

A family in Morvern, in the Highlands, used to smear jam on their kitchen window so that a pine marten would come at dusk to lick it off.

Their cottage sits between an oakwood and a loch, and as the marten pressed close to the glass, the children of the house took turns to press their own noses quietly to the other side. Pine martens are about the size of a small cat, with chocolate-brown fur, a creamy yellow bib and a bushy tail that can be as long as the body. By the end of the 19th century they had vanished from most of Scotland, hanging on in parts of the remote northwest. In recent decades they have been spreading south and east again, and a little sweet food can still tempt one close.

Read the full story in Issue 05