Wildlife

I spent most of my nine years as a ranger standing perfectly still in freezing rain, not because I was waiting for a miracle, but …

I remember standing on a scree slope in the Cairngorms, teeth chattering and visibility down to ten metres, watching a group of hikers stare blankly …

I was standing on a damp, wind-scoured ridge in the Cairngorms last October when I watched a group of well-meaning hikers strip a patch of …

I remember standing in a sodden patch of bracken near the Cairngorms back in ’14, watching a group of hikers hover over a bright orange …

I once spent three hours in a sodden peat bog near the Cairngorms, squinting through a magnifying loupe at what I thought was a rare …

I remember standing on a sodden ridge in the Cairngorms back in 2012, trying to explain to a group of increasingly shivering hikers that we …

I remember sitting in the driving rain on a ridge in the Cairngorms three years ago, watching a photographer scramble over a scree slope just …

I remember sitting in a damp sedge bed three years ago, shivering in a high-tech, £300 “stealth tent” that had more zippers than a tailor’s …

I once watched a group of hikers sit shivering in a damp valley for three hours, clutching expensive binoculars and staring at a patch of …