I think as far as scenery goes, this was the best day yet. Setting off from Lairg, we were straight onto the A836. Looking at the map, it wasn't looking that great cycling down an A road again, but it was a pleasant surprise when we saw it. This particular A road was one car wide with a few passing places either side of it. The traffic was pretty much none existent and there was barely any other civilisation at all, not even any other bikes. When we did come across a building, it was a pub. Made me wonder how many drink drivers there were around these parts!
The scenery consisted of hills, mountains, lochs and fields.... brilliant. The photos just can't do it justice. The wind was just about behind us and was quite strong, which we noticed when turning corners and nearly being blown into the surrounding fields. The route was undulating at worst but nothing too difficult that wasn't worth the view. Just before arriving at the campsite though there was a sharp and straight uphill that went on for quite a distance. We were warned about this by the campsite owner but we had forgotten about it until we saw it on the horizon.
Today was the first day that we had to arrange to meet with our support vehicle half way to have lunch. The 'towns' we were going through barely consisted of anything more than a couple of houses and a school. It really did feel very desolate.
Shock horror!!! Paul's chain came off as we were going downhill. Although he put it back on in 5 seconds flat, I had to mention it being our only bike maintenance drama of the entire trip.
Arriving at the Betty Hill campsite, we headed down to the beach for a wander around. The 80 year old lady who owned the campsite told us that there were less and less people travelling up this way, even the LEJOG cyclists. I suspect last year's horrendous weather had something to do with it.
1 more day to go......
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