After another hectic year at Hogwarts, Logan had barely had any time to decide what he wanted to do over the summer, but he knew he wanted to take a trip of some sort, so he quickly landed on backpacking. It was one of his favourite sports, apart from riding, and though he had every intention of travelling back to the Isle of Skye in not too long to see how his sister and the family farm was doing, he knew he needed to spend some time on his own for a couple of weeks. He had left from London to Stonehenge first, as he truly enjoyed that place. Muggles and wizards alike found this place to be quite miraculous, and Logan loved anything that tied the two kinds of people together.
He'd been travelling for a couple of days when he came across the Broken Wand. He'd heard of the inn before, and as this was one of the parts planned for his journey, he walked into the inn and booked a room for a couple of nights. Then he took a shower before he returned to the bar and ordered himself a pint. Walking outside, he found a nice table to sit by, and leaned back, his face facing the rays of the sun. Nothing was better than a warm summernight after a long hike and a pint in his hand.