The Tongue Hotel
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
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... Orkney Islands, a naval harbour in WW 2. Drove across the northern coast of Scotland westwards, with scenery becoming more rugged and mountainous. Cannot believe our luck with sunny, dry and slightly windy weather after numerous predictions of rain. Drove round the edge of Loch Eriboll, one of the deepest lochs in Scotland at 60 metres depth. On to Smoo Cave. A huge sea cave that you can enter from ...
... walk to get phone signal to ring the breakdown company.
After 20 miles of nothingness, the Crask Inn was a welcome delight as I'm sure it has been for walkers and cyclists for many years. The landlady, who offers beds for passing travellers, must see some of Scotland's harshest weather and her face definitely showed it with bright red rosy cheeks.
After a cup of hot chocolate we headed back onto the road heading north until we caught a glimpse of ...
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A few hours of motoring later and we were snug in the tiny fishing village of Kinlochbervie, population 480, which is just a few miles up Loch Inchard.
We are now heading south, back towards Cornwall. Today we had lumpy seas and no one felt very hungry whilst at sea.
... 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 ...
... was just great. The weather turned wet, which added to the difficulty of the wind. We passed the 900 mile mark, now 90% of the way! This was reached in the middle of nowhere, with greyness all around, on an A road, that was single car width with passing places. It felt different, it felt remote. On we cycled into the back of beyond, then out of the low cloud we saw the first building for miles. 'The Cask ...