Heir of the Highlands

October in the Scottish Highlands brought a spectacular pageant of autumnal color. The sweeping birch woods that bordered Loch Dunraven turned a brilliant molten gold, while the rowan trees hung heavy with clusters of bright scarlet berries. High up on the crags of Ben Dunraven, the purple heather deepened into rich russet tones, and the morning air carried the sharp, intoxicating scent of frost, wet granite, and woodsmoke. Down at…