I’ve been counting up. My trip out to the fringes of Corbett (spelling?) earlier this month was exactly the 30th that I’ve made to the subcontinent. Considering that most of my trips have been a month or more in length, that means I’ve spent about two and a half years in India and its adjoining territories. And I have to say, that my time with Misty was probably the most enjoyable of all. But why?

Stunning scenery, crystal water and the opportunity to actually fish for Mahseer that you can see. That, to me, is of a massive importance.

The constant awareness of so many big cats so close to you. Of course, many times, I’ve been aware of eyes upon me but never to the extent I experienced at The Himalayan Outback camp. The crackle and anticipation you could almost reach out and touch.

And, vitally, just the levels of service, friendship, generosity and hospitality. These ingredients are essential to the mix and so often overlooked in so many camps.

I’m back to India in just a few weeks. This time to the south again. But, believe me, my heart will be constantly urging me to go north again. I will, of course, report upon my trip to the Cauvery and how my love for India is progressing on all its various fronts.”