Some will suggest you can’t get a real feel for a place unless you have an undisclosed time to explore, engage and immerse. I beg to differ. I had just six hours to spend on Shetland for the first time, but certainly didn’t stop me from falling in love.
I’m often drawn to a particular point on the map following the discovery of an unusual place to stay. For the September weekend, this method of selection saw me lured to pretty Perthshire by an idyllic hideaway known as the Summer Howf.