At the beginning of this programme, we were told that St Kilda is one of the most isolated and remote places in Britain. But how isolated and remote can somewhere that counts as Britain really be? Well, how does six hours in a open boat from Scotland grab ya?

The most obvious programmes to make based on this island are either one focusing on its nature, or one focusing on its surprising history. In fact, with Kate Humble, Dan Snow and Steve Backshall all on board, they decided to concentrate on both.

With the St Kildans only having left the islands around eighty years ago, the first thing to do was find out how they lived, and why, after centuries of habitation, the 20th century saw them say goodbye to their home forever. The most astonishing fact we learnt was that there was such an abundance of seabirds on the islands that they made up a massive proportion of the St Kildan’s diet – yup, gannet for breakfast, sea-gull for lunch and puffin for dinner. To get hold of the birds, the men had to abseil down sheer cliffs – “they were extraordinary cragsmen” Steve said, as if cragsmen is an actual word. Kate, you assume, is quite glad that now St Kilda is a heritage site the birds are protected, as it meant she could brave ridiculously steep slopes to try and find a puffling (which is a real word) to scare the wits out of. Not as cute the adults, I’m afraid.

The most notable sequence came when Steve and Dan decided to try and row to Boreray – essentially one huge rock four miles off the coast of the main island Hirta. They used a simple wooden rowing boat, but one, it seems, that was utterly un-seaworthy. As the boat filled with water, the boys tried to stay chipper and friendly – “It doesn’t seem that far away, I think we’re gonna make it. [slight pause] I’ll tell you what, there is one almighty leak.” Quite a few almighty leaks in fact. They made it with the help of the safety boat though, and Steve was left to spend the night there alone.

While fun, it was stunts like this that I started to find rather annoying. St Kilda is somewhere I knew literally nothing about before this documentary began, and while I learnt a fair amount, I can’t help thinking that I could have discovered a whole lot more had the programme-makers not been so intent on turning it into a Boy’s Own adventure. Even considering the fact that this is a three-parter, surely this wild and wonderful place has enough secrets to reveal without the need for filler – filler that in one instance required the services of a coastguard helicopter. I should have been thinking “wow, what an astonishing place”, but in fact I was thinking something rather more boring: “what a terrible waste of resources…”