Our final day !

We said goodbye to The Crask Inn with all its midges biting madly, but having had a great night. What a unique place.

So we continued our journey up the A836, a single track ‘A’ road through the wilderness north of Scotland. The sun was shining, blue sky, fantastic scenery. It was a superb ride, along the side of wass slLoch Naver, which in the still of the morning gave reflections of the mountains like glass. It was an incredible ride. So many photo opportunities that progress was slower than expected, but what a journey.

Eventually we reached Bettyhill, on the northern shores of Scotland. Upon reaching the coast though, the mist immediately started rolling in, and the next part of the journey was once again in thick mist.

The landscape had changed too, to a more barren and bare one. Eventually the sun emerged and the afternoon was spent mainly in glorious sunshine as we travelled along this most northern of coastlines. Unfortunately though, the wind had turned to an easterly, and we battled against a strong headwind all the way along to John O’Groats. This slowed us down and made us even more weary, but eventually at around 6.30, as a group, we cycled into John O’Groats together.

Met by cheering crowds (well, Kenny’s Inlaws), we gathered for the compulsory photos before loading up the van, and starting our journey home.

An epic journey of 970 miles. It has been an incredible time. Mostly good weather, lots and lots of good humour and banter, a real camaraderie built up between all who participated, but mostly a great cause (St. Monicahs), that needs our continued help. If you have not done so yet, please please contribute and sponsor us on-line.

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