Day 13: A miracle.

I kept waking up in the night listening to the rain lashing against the window. I was dreading today. When we left plenty of surface water and clouds but no rain. By mid morning the wind ( headwind yet again) had chased away the clouds and we were left with a hot sunny blue sky day. Thank you.
We followed the now quieter A9 up the coast steadily getting more and more remote. We stopped for lunch in Helmsdale where a complete stranger gave us £10 on hearing of our venture. We don't his name. Thank you.  The afternoon was a bit of a tussle with a few hills the renown Berisdale Brae-  hard work with heavy legs. 73 miles we cycled down  in the warm evening sun (a day of hard cycling with spectacular views) to Wick to the Seaview B & B on the Harbour and another warm welcome. The end is in sight. I'm beginning to think I might actually make it to John O Groats.


                                                                                                                                                 Julia

Woooohooo made it to the top!

Cruising into Wick...