A Day of Tartan, Tradition, and Unexpected Laughter - There’s something about the Hororata Highland Games that defies description—part festival, part time-travel, part delightful chaos. This year, I arrived early, coffee in hand, ready to soak in the sights, sounds, and stories stitched into every kilt and banner. What followed was a day of medieval mock battles, woollen coffins, cheeky banter, and more tartan than a Scottish tailor’s dream. Here’s how it unfolded…