The route to Katrine was enough to make me fall in love with the country and it’s not hard to find despite being so hidden away. Take a sharp left after driving through Callander and stay on that road until it stops. The road winds up and down, climbing a little in height, passing Loch Venachar, and amazing as it is, (sometimes close enough that you’ll feel like you’re on the water!) keep on driving deep into the Trossachs.

Two times out of my three visits, we’ve played some Scottish folk artists like Lau or Rura loudly the second we drove over the national park’s border to really bump up the experience. It’s something quite special to hear music being played at its origin (although that said, the drive back has always been a free-for-all. We’ve had everything from Simon & Garfunkel to S Club 7 to the electric swing deities Caravan Palace).

I highly recommend taking a walk, even if it’s only up to the first incline. It feels deceptively small and enclosed once you're on the track but Katrine is a whopping eight miles long. The furthest around I've been so far is only about a mile and a half north of the southern tip. We met part of the Strathyre Forest and the most colossal conifer trees I have ever seen in my life (foolishly, I was camera-less). I could barely comprehend their existence in the 21st century because their sheer size could only mean that they were meant for dinosaurs. I can’t wait to go back because I know I’ll discover something else as equally extraordinary further round the bends! (Edit: I totally went back with a camera.)