The Cromarty Bridge carries the A9 over the Cromarty Firth.
I love it when they get the flags out for me (or is it to celebrate England's world Cup defeat?) this time it is at Dingwall.
I like the name Digwall. It comes from an evolution of "Thingvolls" which was a parliament in Viking times.
It was a good day today. It was mainly spent on good quiet country lanes and B roads which had proper cycle paths set off the road. the countryside was attractive gentle arable land framed by hills which were always to be seen in the distance. About 10 miles was along land overlooking the Cromarty Firth. Further interest was given by passing through several small towns - Conon Bridge, Maryburgh, Dingwall and Alness. To add to it all the weather was sunny but not too hot with a nice breeze. The only problem was that by the time we got to Morangie the Glenmorangie visitor centre was closed! I will just have to sample some in the bar tonight! I might also delegate Jean t ovisit it tomorrow to see if she can find any free samples.
I am now about 8 miles south of Tain, which I will reach tomorrow. I will also pass through Dornoch after crossing the Dornoch Firth - I haven't yet checked how high the bridge is yet! I do however know that it is the last Firth that I need to cross.
As you will have guessed from the title of today's blog I now have less than 100 miles to go to reach JOG - 98 to be precise! Although it is only a number going past the 100 mark gave rise to a wonderful sense of nearing the target.
Jean had a trip to some shops in Beauly, and in the afternoon visited a new RSPB feeding centre for Red Kites near to Dingwall. She also passed through Keithtown which unfortunately wasn't on my route.
A KBW to Bob for his kind offer of accommodation on the way south - I will get back to you on this Bob as I cannot think that far ahead at present.
"There is nothing like walking to get the feel of a country. A fine landscape is like a piece of music; it must be taken at the right tempo. Even a bicycle goes too fast." - Paul Scott Mowrer.
Cheers
Keith