Day 11 - Arden - Glencoe (counties?)

The day began with a misty morning over the now mysterious-looking Loch Lomond. We cycled along its shores for many a mile, barely seeing a soul.

A steep, long ascent took us into the Highlands, and would you believe it, the sun came out. We weaved our way through the mountains, following the paths of the rivers and streams, as many a Highlander must have done over the centuries. And as most of the World Mountain Bike Championship (held in Fort William this coming weekend) vans were also doing.

The views were quite simply breath-taking. When we find a computer where it's possible to do more than type, we hope to share some with you. Huge mountains loom overhead, lochs sparkle in the sunshine, heather sways in the breeze. And the road goes on.

All the way to Glencoe, through a gap in the mountains, down a steep descent, by the Three Sisters. In the hostel and nearby pub - Clachaig Inn, we met some fellow End to Enders. Some we'd seen before, but not for many a mile. Some were going JO'G-LE, taking in the three peaks too. Maybe next time...

66 miles, lots of photos. The best day so far. Yorkshire Dales is probably second.

Thanks for all your comments by the way. We've enjoyed reading them - sorry we haven't had chance to reply individually.

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