Good weather? Check.
Short distance? Check – just 33 miles.
Flat landscape? Check.
Rosie’s back holding up well? Check.
Acting on a tip-off and with time to spare, we took a detour to the east coast beach town of Dornoch. But – as often happens, we were distracted by the lure of internet access - this time, a single scabby PC in the corner of the local Post Office...
Updating the blog, Dornoch-style (yes, that is a purple Scotland hat with the tags still on):
So – no time for Dornoch in the end, but no matter. The whole area seemed peppered with equally idyllic tourist towns and beaches...
Beach break, Golspie:
The day after tomorrow, we'll be coming back down this line – on metal wheels this time, and mercifully shielded from the wind:
Nearing the end now. Just the windswept, uphill drag to John O’Groats tomorrow...
Short distance? Check – just 33 miles.
Flat landscape? Check.
Rosie’s back holding up well? Check.
Acting on a tip-off and with time to spare, we took a detour to the east coast beach town of Dornoch. But – as often happens, we were distracted by the lure of internet access - this time, a single scabby PC in the corner of the local Post Office...
Updating the blog, Dornoch-style (yes, that is a purple Scotland hat with the tags still on):
Beach break, Golspie:
The day after tomorrow, we'll be coming back down this line – on metal wheels this time, and mercifully shielded from the wind:
Nearing the end now. Just the windswept, uphill drag to John O’Groats tomorrow...
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