After the best porridge of the vacation we were reunited with our bikes and, after the obligatory kilted Scotsman, we headed out over yet another impressive bridge over the River Ness.
Kilted Scotsman |
Crossing the mouth of the River Ness |
The roads to the morning brew stop were hilly, rough, and lovely.
Morning brew stop - no haggis fortunately |
Afternoon brew stop (I think) |
After the morning brew stop the scenery just kept getting better.
We almost got stuck at some kind of police incident but they re-opened the road just as we got there which was a stroke of good fortune. We ended up on a dirt road that went down to some kind of river rapids. Some of the riders, including Amber, hiked down to this salmon leap but I didn't feel like it so I took a rest while I waited.
The last twelve miles to Crask were hard. There was a headwind and a slight uphill. The road was single track but the oncoming traffic was frequent enough to make passing difficult. There are only two buildings in Crask - the pub and a house. The crazy thing is once we got to Crask a minibus picked us up and took us 12 miles back to Lairg while we left our bikes in Crask. I didn't make the mistake of leaving my meds on the bike this time.
We had a group meal at Lairg. I don't remember much about it except it was a good meal. Today we rode about 70 miles and climbed a mere 3800'.
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