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What I was very, very mistaken about           through every move, step-by-step. “Foot on
            was who would be behind the wheel. Not            the clutch. Put us in neutral. Foot on the
            Bradley. Oh no. As it transpires, this is         brake. Turn the car on. Now into second
            meant to be a driving les‐                                            gear. We’ll mostly stay in
            son. Off-road. With a man‐                                            second gear, because
            ual transmission. In a very                                           first is too slow…and
            large Land Rover Defender                                             third is too terrifying,”
            (defending against what?                                              he adds dryly.
            randy red squirrels?). And                                                “Then just find the
            with the steering wheel on                                            bite,” Bradley continues,
            the right—well, the wrong                                             referring to that critical
            side, from a North Ameri‐                                             juncture where you’re
            can perspective. Brilliant.                                           easing off the clutch and
               I’m first in the hot seat,                                         the car feels like a cat
            with Bradley beside me. “All                                          preparing to pounce.
            buckled up, kids? Are your                                            “Once you’ve got the
            affairs in order?” I ask,                                             bite, off the brake, then
            stealing a glimpse at the                                             off the clutch, and we’re
            wide-eyed, white-knuckled                                             away.”
            captives reflected in the                                                 So we are, crunching
            rearview mirror.                                                      along the muddy gravel
               But Bradley is unde‐                                               road at the dizzying
            terred. “If in doubt, put                                             speed of an asthmatic
            your foot on the brake. It doesn’t matter if      tortoise…with a limp. “You must be doing
            we stall. I know a lot of people’s worst fear,    upwards of seven miles an hour right now,”
            when driving a manual car, is stalling.”          Bradley observes, with what I’m sure is a
               “No,” I tell him. “My worst fear, in fact, is  hint of awe.
            falling off the hill.”                                At least this gives us ample opportunity
               “To be honest, it’s almost completely          to admire the scenery. Evergreen, birch,
            possible to fall off,” Bradley insists.           elm, oak, sycamore, and beech crowd to‐
               Almost?                                        gether on the hillsides, looking as pristine
               “We’re surrounded by trees, and the            and looking as pristine and untouched as
            banks get quite steep,” he continues. “It’s       they might have when this acreage came
            like a roller coaster track, where you are        into the owner’s family 35 generations ago.
            steering, but if anything goes wrong, we              “The forest is so dense in some places
            just squish into the moss, and it’s kind of       that there are huge spots where sunlight
            alright.”                                         cannot even vaguely penetrate,” Bradley
               I could do with less talk of rollercoast‐      notes. “If you step out into the forest and
            ers and squishing. But the thick, springy         leave the road by 20 feet, you’ll probably
            moss on the shady, densely wooded forest          be the first person to stand in that exact
            floor does look as reassuringly plush as the      spot for hundreds and hundreds of years.”
            70s shag carpeting of my childhood, only              Reaching a viewpoint over Loch
            probably less laden with Lego and disem‐          Lomond, Bradley explains that a tectonic
            bodied Barbie heads.                              fault line—the Highland Boundary Fault--
               Bradley calmly, capably walks me               runs through the lake, separating the Scot‐
                                                              tish Highlands from the Lowlands. The dif‐



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