Now sittin in the Halladale Arms in Melvich listening to Lou Reed singing Perfect Day. Someone's taking the mickey... It's been tipping it down, we're soaked through and the headwind is ferocious.
Near catastrophe before we'd even left the Seaview Hotel - I ripped the valve out of my tyre due to incompetence so our first task was to change my tube. James was no happy. Had the obligatory piccie taken by the signpost in JOG.
Lasagne for lunch as body feels weary and needs energy.
37 miles to Altnaharra - cul8r
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