Fresh from four days in Scotland driving the simply astonishing Ferrari F8 Spider, there are times in one’s life where you have to sit back, take some time, and genuinely let an experience wash over you. You need to take it in. Revel in it. The smells, the sights, the sheer visceral nature of it. A surprisingly sun-filled week in June was one of those moments: invited to Scotland by Ferrari, to sample some of the best roads, hospitality and people one could wish to find. It was an invite that my editor accepted on my behalf without a word spoken. He knew. I found out. Now it’s your turn.
Edinburgh has many fine and illustrious luxury hotels, but none with the heritage and timeless elegance of Fingal. So, when the conversation about a Scotland fly drive was raised by the assistant motoring editor, Aaron Edgeworth, my deck shoes were already packed.