The start of a sporting week in Caithness, at first trying our luck stalking around Broubster and fishing in the White Lock without initial success
I started a week of much early-morning and late-night activity, balanced by the need to make mealtimes at the hotel and also to look after Sam which left little time to record what we were doing in my journal. In retrospect, I can record that we spent our first day stalking around Broubster on our own, having little success, but then tried the White Loch again with even less as the weather was still very cold.