It was an effort to get Henley mobilised for our huge 20km cycle day today. First he had to be extricated from his sleeping position by the cabins fridge near the front door (he'd taken his bunk bed down and placed it on the kitchen floor) and then had to be torn away from the TV set after watching the classic comedy "The God's Must be Crazy"!
In Kev's defence there was no need to rush as we only had 20km to do for the whole day as we were saving for tomorrow's assault on Ullapool a further 90kms distant.
Predictably our exit from picturesque Gairloch was straight up a bloody big hill ! We only had 180 metres climbing for the day to do and 179 of them were on this one hill !
I'm sure we both swore under our breath wishing the Romans had made it this far North and built some straight and flat roads ! The Scots and the English on the other hand just seem to love having their villages at the bottom of hills the opposite of that often found in Europe !
After Climbing Gairloch's hill it was a pretty sedate ride past Lochs and ridges to the lovely village of Poolewee.
Poolewee sits on a protected deep water harbour and was a staging place for convoys to Russia in WW2.
Poignantly among the memorials around town was one highlighting the fact that in 1942 only 11 ships of a convoy's original 36 ships made it to their destination !
The afternoon was again spent killing time at the local pubs outdoor area drinking multiple cups of tea in the sun (thankfully not as hot as yesterday) while we waited for our 4pm check in time
We finally checked in to our lovely revamped Bothy where H taking a leaf out of my old book turned a lovely apartment into a construction disaster area !
Tomorrow we get serious with an 80km cycle into Ullapool !
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