The weather was kinder today, the steep grinding climbs and exhilarating descents through cnoc and lochan scenery that comprise the rollercoaster coast road to Kylesku were completed in substantially dry conditions. The photo is of shifting cloud on the summit of Quinaig, not quite to the same standard as yesterday’s stolen image of Suilven.
Kylesku teemed with bejacketed southern europeans, enjoying a cool, moist respite from their oppressively hot and sunny summer. Refreshed by lager and fish pie we headed onwards, sheltering from a passing shower in the bar of the Rhiconich Hotel before the long slow ascent to Guilan House and a splendid 10 mile descent to the Kyle of Durness.
Durness is mobbed, the Highland Games having attracted punters from far and wide. The crowds detract slightly from the feeling of being on the edge that the place evokes in its more familiar out of season guise.
Note to self – there is no need to carry tonnes of rations when cycle touring through the northwest, far better to take on provisions one or all of the 4 shops en route.