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A year's mileage in three and a half days. That was the longest I could take away from my family and business but in that time I rode 1640 miles. I got from the bottom of England to the top of Scotland and saw some really great places. Here are a few photos:
I rode through a couple of hours of this on the first day. A cycling waterproof over my regular riding jacket kept most of it out.
Day two, on the road to Glencoe.
IMG_1238 by Keith Whitten, on Flickr
IMG_1237 by Keith Whitten, on Flickr
The Commando Memorial at Glencoe.
IMG_1242 by Keith Whitten, on Flickr
A castle near Fort William.
IMG_1244 by Keith Whitten, on Flickr
View from the bridge to the Isle of Skye.
IMG_1245 by Keith Whitten, on Flickr
Looking back down the Bealach Na Ba (Pass of the Cattle), the highest tarmac road in Great Britain.
IMG_1254 by Keith Whitten, on Flickr
Wednesday evening I met up with a friend who lives up that way and we went for a mountain bike ride.
Thursday morning. Altnaharra, a farm, a hotel and frequently the coldest place in the UK in the weather reports.
IMG_1264 by Keith Whitten, on Flickr
Loch Eribol, a sea inlet and looks like a great place to take a kayak to explore those little islands.
IMG_1272 by Keith Whitten, on Flickr
The beach at Durness, the most north-westerly village in mainland UK.
IMG_1280 by Keith Whitten, on Flickr
IMG_1282 by Keith Whitten, on Flickr
Apparently John Lennon's aunt is buried here!
IMG_1285 by Keith Whitten, on Flickr
Nothing more out there until you get to the Arctic.
IMG_1281 by Keith Whitten, on Flickr
Then it was time to head back south. I got as far as Glasgow late on Thursday evening and on Friday rode about seven hours to get home in time to take my son out for a birthday evening meal.
I rode through a couple of hours of this on the first day. A cycling waterproof over my regular riding jacket kept most of it out.

Day two, on the road to Glencoe.


The Commando Memorial at Glencoe.

A castle near Fort William.

View from the bridge to the Isle of Skye.

Looking back down the Bealach Na Ba (Pass of the Cattle), the highest tarmac road in Great Britain.

Wednesday evening I met up with a friend who lives up that way and we went for a mountain bike ride.

Thursday morning. Altnaharra, a farm, a hotel and frequently the coldest place in the UK in the weather reports.

Loch Eribol, a sea inlet and looks like a great place to take a kayak to explore those little islands.

The beach at Durness, the most north-westerly village in mainland UK.


Apparently John Lennon's aunt is buried here!

Nothing more out there until you get to the Arctic.

Then it was time to head back south. I got as far as Glasgow late on Thursday evening and on Friday rode about seven hours to get home in time to take my son out for a birthday evening meal.