The Tongue Hotel
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- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
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After another awesome walk to the stacks we headed back to civilisation, a giant tescos where we stocked up on coffee, wifi, soup cans and other things we might need. I saw a picture of a place called smoo cave, a cave by the ocean that has a waterfall running through it. Without any reason to head up to the northern most part of scotland until now, it was a positive quick decision and we were glad we did it. For half the day we drove along the coast into ...
... and looked at the first cave, 30 metres deep and 15 metres wide. The second cave, seen from a bridge, is full of water and in summer you can take a boat ride into the third cave, deep inside the hill, created by a river flowing underground. Finally camped at a site at Sango Sands, overlooking the beach, free at this time of year. (and no significant wind). Haggis for dinner, with vegies but no ...
... Firth (between the Atlantic and North Sea) before dropping down into the village of Tongue.
Our B&B hosts had previously lived in London but escaped the rat race for a quieter pace of life. This notion is quite a romantic one and the views were spectacular, but there is quite a difference between living somewhere quiet and somewhere dead.
I never thought I would say this, but oh to be back in London!
Accommodation: Variach View, Tongue
... full of mountain. Some kind of aviation slang lingo with which I am unfamiliar :-) We arrive at our campsite in Durness at 9.30am. If we go any further north now we'll be in the sea! The weather is still fine. Hoorah. This is a really big campsite (well over a hundred pitches) so imagine our surprise to be warmly greeted by our next door neighbours, who turn out to be the family who were our neighbours at Ardair Holiday Park (Ullapool) - the ...
... the best days cycling I have ever done:) Within a few minutes of starting, our route took us on the notoriously dangerous A9, dum dum der!!! (Don't know how many, I'm better off not knowing, but we have kept hearing on the news while we have been on this trip that yet another cyclist, and sometimes an end to end cyclist, had been killed on the A9, flip!) so we understandably wanted to avoid it like the plague, but we simply had to do a 3 mile stretch of it ...