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... to look at some silver and grey.
Back on the main road, we continue our tour. A tourist sign takes us up a side road to visit 'The Hill O' Many Stanes'. We walk through a gate and up a hill where we are presented with...wait for it...a field on a hill full of many stones! Is this some kind of joke? Historic Scotland don't think so. No-one really knows why they are there but it's assumed that it might have been a burial site. More than 190 flagstones are ...
... on my way. Most of the day would be on the road arond the long inlet of Loch Eriboll. It was cloudy but mild. The persistent wind was in my face to start with, becoming a tailwind as I turned at the head of the loch. The landscape was much more subdued compared to the previous day. After a couple of miles I walked out over a tombolo (a good word for crosswords and Scrabble and nothing to do with raffles) to a former island. Here a small pier served a series of ...
... and very much in keeping with my inquisitive mind and insatiable appetite for knowledge which would provide me with a better understanding of the world in which we live, whether it be from a social, historical, archaeological, geographical, environmental or economic viewpoint. Walking had given me an exciting varied window in which to collect all this information as well as the time in which to absorb, enjoy, understand and reflect on what I was seeing. I knew I was trying to ...
... was almost home, which is funny, as that's where I have been all along.
Arrived Keiss, checked in and ate.....and then to bed. Last night in Scotland.
Tomorrow was Duncansby Head (physically the most north easterly point) and John O'Groats itself (2 miles west) and the last of my 1200 miles.
Here is my journey's end, here is my butt,And very sea-mark of my utmost sail
Happy to move on from Kinbrace, as tonight would be the last overnight in the tent. The days walking however was going to be challenging and I would lying, if I said I was not slightly worried about it. Of the 16 miles to be covered at least 6 was over boggy moors with no path and almost no likelihood of seeing another member of the human race.
Kicked off by dumping my rubbish while moving through the 5 houses and school ...