The hostel in Fort William was exactly what you would expect for 15 quid a night but we were all so tired we slept like babies (woke up with pooey pants).
Today it was cool and cloudy with a pesky headwind as we worked our way along Lochs Lomond and Ness to Inverness then a mad dash up the A9 to
Invergorden. If you have never been to Invergorden (and I imagine you haven’t) then you will probably want to keep it that way. The people seem friendly enough but far too many fingers for my liking.
Tomorrow, John O’Groats.
Ps The photo is actually from yesterday.
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