AD: This post was sponsored by Barbour. Imagine this: I’m standing on the edge. It could be anywhere but — without a doubt — this is Scotland. From where I am above the slopes and scree, huge cliffs tower to my left. Hills roll to the right. Drumlins disappear before me. Welcome to tartan country. Back…

When you tell folk that you are spending the summer in Scotland, they frequently utter that ‘oh right’ or ‘hmmm’ murmur that basically translates as, ‘Good luck with the weather.’ However, when you manage to sneak in that you’re actually heading to Arisaig, they nod and know exactly why. If you have ever visited the west…