Day 12: I hate Rain.

Today tried to break me, I didn't let it but it was a close call. Torrential rain from 8.45a.m. when we started from Aviemore to 7p.m. when we finally arrived at The Old Schoolhouse Kildary.  At first we were snug and warm in our gortex. I'd bought new winter waterproof gloves when we heard the storm was coming in. We were quite cheery. Martin thought up an acrostic poem for I hate rain whilst I wrote a Jaanese Haiku ( 5,7,5 syllables)


Rain rain rain rain rain
rain rain rain rain rain rain rain
rain rain rain rain rain


Think Blackadder goes forth - Baldricks Boom Boom poem


Lunch a quick drying out break at Costa Inverness kept the spirits up. There ended the pleasent part of the day. The bridge crossings to the Black Isle were scary - windy, traffic lorry spray - did I say scary The A9 across the Black Isle was so busy - we decided that for safety to go via the lanes extra time and miles in the rain. We crossed the bridge off the Black Isle and followed the A9 for about half a mile. To busy and rainy and unsafe we turned off up a lane - where I fell off my bike for a second time. Eventually in the pouring rain we arrived to a warm welcome at the Old School house, Kildary - the owners insisted bein g the taxi service to the local pub for diiner. Such kindness on a day when given the choice I would have sat on the side of the road and quit. What kept me going the support and donations and kindness of friends , relatives and complete strangers - and off course I had no real choice I had to keep going what ever.


                                                                                                                                            Julia