It was the beginning of our second full day in Scotland, and the weather yet again was crisp and dry. Definitely not what we were expecting from the Bonnie Highlands! We had camped in a little place called ‘Lochy Holiday Park’ which sat directly in the shadow of Ben Nevis, what can we say? The views were spectacular.
There was a filling breakfast from the camping stove of Porridge, Bacon and Beans before the group set off, leaving behind Diegan and Nick to take old creaky (Nicks Bike) to the nearest shop for some new parts. Fear for her survivability was on his mind but thankfully a new bolt here and a new crank there and they were back on track.
The day took us along the beautiful rolling ‘A82’ which meandered alongside a collection of Lochs, from the original named ‘Loch Lochy’ to the famous ‘Loch Ness’. There were quaint little towns, and coaches of tourists all keeping their eyes out for ‘Nessie’. One of the biggest surprises of the day came from the Royal Air Force who apparently enjoy flying low over the surface of the Lochs and the ‘boom’ of the jet engines frightening the life out of unsuspecting cyclists.
The afternoon gave us our steepest hill of the entire challenge, straight from a town call ‘Drummadrochit.’ A wonderful ‘Grade 3’ hill which was two miles long. A Real leg burner! But there was a reward afterwards of some substantial and straight downhills.
What is there to be said for the rest of day 8? The end was in sight, less than 100Miles to go. Everyone was buzzing and couldn’t wait to pull into the evening’s campsite in ‘Dornoch Firth’ just the other side of Tain. A delightful little strip of land with a main road on one side which was frequented by Trucks, and an hourly train line the other side which successfully set off car alarms every time it came through.
Thanks for Reading, Frazer
There was a filling breakfast from the camping stove of Porridge, Bacon and Beans before the group set off, leaving behind Diegan and Nick to take old creaky (Nicks Bike) to the nearest shop for some new parts. Fear for her survivability was on his mind but thankfully a new bolt here and a new crank there and they were back on track.
The day took us along the beautiful rolling ‘A82’ which meandered alongside a collection of Lochs, from the original named ‘Loch Lochy’ to the famous ‘Loch Ness’. There were quaint little towns, and coaches of tourists all keeping their eyes out for ‘Nessie’. One of the biggest surprises of the day came from the Royal Air Force who apparently enjoy flying low over the surface of the Lochs and the ‘boom’ of the jet engines frightening the life out of unsuspecting cyclists.
The afternoon gave us our steepest hill of the entire challenge, straight from a town call ‘Drummadrochit.’ A wonderful ‘Grade 3’ hill which was two miles long. A Real leg burner! But there was a reward afterwards of some substantial and straight downhills.
What is there to be said for the rest of day 8? The end was in sight, less than 100Miles to go. Everyone was buzzing and couldn’t wait to pull into the evening’s campsite in ‘Dornoch Firth’ just the other side of Tain. A delightful little strip of land with a main road on one side which was frequented by Trucks, and an hourly train line the other side which successfully set off car alarms every time it came through.
Thanks for Reading, Frazer
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