Bryony Daniels

Tackling bogs with a garron or taking photographs as #TheHuntress, this producer, stylist and private PA says her heart is in the Highlands

MY earliest sporting memory takes me to the banks of the River Dee with my grandfather. Aged three – and dressed in a tweed flat cap, my frog wellies and the prettiest dress I could find (much to everyone’s dismay) – I caught my first, and only, salmon. I think my grandfather had a little more to do with it than I did but it remains my greatest sporting triumph and one that has proved elusive ever since. I felt I had dressed appropriately for such an occasion, my grandfather did not. He believed that you dress as a gentleman to shoot, catch, chase or stalk a gentleman.

I learned to hunt with my grandmother, shoot beside my father and cook the game we brought home with my mother.

My father introduced me to one of my greatest passions, stalking deer in the Highlands. I adore the unparalleled beauty of the hill, the insane light, the constantly rolling weather, the harsh peaks and vast distances you cover. I also love the challenge of a stalk, many of which end with us completely soaked, creeping back away from the beasts then home to the lodge.