Day 38: Tues 5 April I’ve been looking forward to this day on Skye for some time. I had planned to follow the route advised by one of my cycling buddies who hails from this Isle, Danny Macaskill. He filmed it very professionally (you really must take a look at The Ridge ) but having thought long & hard about it, I decided it would be cheating to just go straight across the top. This is, after all a Coastal Cycle Ride. I’ll be a man and go all the way around on the road. So I did. Well, as far as Portree today. The backdrop of the Cuillins, the most dramatic, rugged peaks in these isles, fair takes your breath away. As do some of the climbs hereabouts. The harbour mooring for the Portree Lifeboat has to be the best setting yet. Pictures to follow, eventually.
A big day in another sense today. It’s change over day for my support crew! Neil & Kate have now officially handed over the Camper keys to its rightful owner, brother Phil.
Thank you so much for the great job you’ve done. The shelter in the storm, the hot soup lunch stops, the overnight accommodation, the top notch suppers, the many laughs … A hard act to follow. If the first evening here together is anything to go by, with after dinner home made Victoria sponge (thanks Carol) all the way from Cornwall, with Glenlivet chasers on a picnic table with the snow-topped Macaskill Cuillin Ridge backdrop, all bodes well. My young bro has just driven up from Cornwall, just 740 miles. The things we do for each other. I’ll buy him a beer one day.
Tomorrow, over to the Western Isles. Ferries permitting.