A day of perfect weather and endlessly wonderful scenery along the Great Glen, starting with Loch Linnhe (picture). It was like cycling through a Highland Views Calendar stuck on early summer. All very well, but stopping every five minutes to take another photo plays havoc with your schedule.
After a stop in Fort William Wetherspoons to recharge my spent camera battery, I cycled up Neptune’s Staircase locks to follow the Caledonian Canal (picture). The last canal I cycled for any distance was the Leeds-Liverpool, which doesn’t quite match this in scenic terms.
And here’s an example of the sort of thing you see all over Highland roads: (picture): direction arrows, occasionally supplemented by a multilingual sign, stressing which side of the road to drive. Clearly all those German and Dutch tourists I keep seeing are liable to get a bit dazed by the awesome scenery when they stop to take a photo, and absent-mindedly default back to driving on the right when they get back on the road.
I sympathise: I’m still reeling a bit from all that scenery myself. Nothing a pint of Loch Ness Dark won’t fix, though.
Miles today: 68
Miles since Kirkmaiden: 290
Miles since starting at Penzance: 1208