You don’t have to be in Scotland to imagine the Highlands. They instinctively conjure up a campfire speckled with deep coves that reflect the mysterious and desolate mountains. The forest seems to have no place at the base of this magnificent wilderness. Pliny the Elder reports, however, that Caledonia Silva, with an impenetrable environment, would prevent the empire’s troops from colonizing the “Highland”. A myth was born. Millennia later, only patches remain of this primeval forest, which historians agree covered nearly three-quarters of Scotland five thousand years ago.
On the road to Aviemore, the air cools and the peaks of the Cairngorms turn pink under the sunset. The gateway to the national park is a monotonous village surrounded by pine forests as far as the eye can see. Leaning against his jeep, Peter Ferguson wears a green and yellow tartan hat and suit in the colors of the Rothiemurchus estate. Stretching from the south…
Source: Le Figaro
