The day started with a drive from Glasgow to Inverness where we dropped by the Raigmore to see Brenda Paul plus new baby, Maisy Jane Barbara Gorman who was less than 24 hours old, but with a full head of dark hair.
Ellie & I then stopped at Dingwall to assemble the bikes and had a plan to cycle up the Black Isle to Comarty to catch the Nigg Ferry, however when we reached Comarty we discovered no sign of any ferry, and were told that it's broken and won't be running for a month or so.
We had little choice to but to continue on round the Black Isle, but without a map we were just guessing the route. We seemed to be on National Cycle Route 1 for part of the time, but accidentally ended up on the busy A832 out of Fortrose in a heavy squally shower that proved pretty unpleasant, but we eventually found a sequence of cycle paths to get us back to Dingwall.
We then drove to Ullapool for some soup, before heading north to look for somewhere to stay. It was getting late and was a horrible rainy evening when we called by at the Inchnadamph Hotel, but they were full, so we kept driving to Achmelvich near Lochinver in torrential rain. Thankfully the rain abated enough to allow us to pitch the tent, but it pretty much poured down all night, so we didn't get much sleep.