The day dawned bright but much cooler. In the hour after sunset a bank of cloud had rolled in and whilst we packed up the bikes the temperature dropped a few degrees more. Andy cooked us up some scrambled eggs made from the eggs that were left in the pod by the proprietors laid by there very own chickens. A great way to start the day. We gave the Tignlochan pods 9/10. The bed for Andy was a bit hard and uncomfortable. But the views and location were sublime. Go stay and decide for yourself.
Whilst on 75 miles to Ullapool, this was a strenuous ride mentally. We rode to the lay-by at the Kylesku bridge to take a few photos before striking west to the small village of Drumbeg via the B869 road.
The road to Drumbeg is not for the faint of heart. It is single track, narrow, very twisty with lots of blind bends and summits. I rarely got out of second gear. It was intense riding rewarded with amazing vistas. Even though it required total concentration, I would do it again tomorrow simply for the views the road offers.
We turned off just past Clashnessie and took the winding road to the Stoer Head lighthouse. It lies atop a windswept outcrop where sheep graze and the wind bites through every layer of clothing you wear. Incidentally, you can hire this place to stay.
I wandered around the lighthouse buildings just soaking up the peace. What a place. Take the time to go and visit it and rest a while when you finally get there.
The road from here to Lochinver is equally demanding. These single track roads require total concentration. Not much room for error in these parts. The roads often have gravel on tier surfaces. A nightmare for motorcycles. The winter frosts and ice play havoc with the roads. Those in these parts are particularly affected. Be careful in these parts on a motorcycle.
The bikes were refuelled at Lochinver. We were refuelled at Lochinver with a fabulous Leek and Tattie soup and a coffee. A young man who had seen my youtube channel came up to us and we talked about motorbikes and the roads in the area before we set off south to Ullapool.
Again the road twists and turns through majestic vistas before joining the main A road into the town of Ullapool, the biggest town in these parts although modest in size to most towns further south.
The Seafood Shack is a must visit. So Andy and I simply had to go. The food is really good. No, I mean really good. Go visit it.
We finished the evening off with a cheeky beer at the Arch Inn.
Tomorrow is the leg of the tour to Applecross. I hope the weather holds.
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