For my birthday this year, my partner surprised me with a trip to Morayshire, Scotland. He’d told me about his adventures in previous fly fishing trips to the Highlands, but I really had no idea what it was all about. For one thing, it’s not just for men. Secondly, despite wading into a fast-moving river up to one’s waist, fly fishing is quite graceful, gentle and meditative. Thirdly, lunch by the water is fantastic. Lastly, the hotel where we stayed was authentically Scottish and elegant and a superb place to socialise with fellow fisher-people/friends at the end of the day. It’s a bit like a ski trip, only instead of ski instructors, there are highly experienced and wonderful ghillies. Would I do it again? For a long weekend, in a heartbeat.
You can view some of my photos of the trip below or in the online photobook I created here.