I had an almost perfect run back to Durness yesterday. I’m staying here for the rest of the month. I hate driving in school holidays so will do as little as possible.
I only encountered two idiots on the road and both provided more amusement than danger. The first was a near thing. I was proceeding in a southerly direction along the east side of Loch Eriboll. I noticed a car coming towards me and as the next passing place was on my nearside I gave it a flash and carried on. I was about twenty feet from the wide bit doing fifteen or twenty miles an hour when the car swerved into the passing place. I missed him but really think Highlands Council should issue all foreign travellers with instructions on the use of single track roads. The normal muppetry is for them to stop in the narrow bit just before they reach the overtaking bay. This chaps approach was certainly novel.
I was within a mile of Durness climbing the last gradient when over the top of the hill popped a convoy of five motorcyclists. No passing places but there was a yard of gravel either side of the road. I pulled over and stopped. Two came past with a wave but the the third was gesticulating for me to move further over. I thought I’d done my bit so gave him the internationally recognised two fingered reply. Halfway passed he fell off his bike on the gravel. Fortunately it fell away from the van. I got out to assist in lifting it off him and discovered an irate German Lady. The two lads behind her were trying their best not to laugh. A bit of a scrape on the bike but apart from loss of dignity she was fine. Plenty of padding she had…..too many sausages I thought but was wise enough not to say. Ben Hope and Loch Hope.
We went for a quick wander first thing this morning.
That’s all for today.