The Rhiconich Hotel may not look anything special from the outside, but inside it is a warm and welcoming place. There is a bar, a restaurant, a friendly host, good cider, and last night there was a log fire in the woodburner in the lounge. Bliss!
I hide my bike behind a large rock just off the main road. It’s a murky, miserable sort of day, but I’m in surprisingly good spirits – because tonight I’m moving to a hotel in Rhiconich, and I’m looking forward to decent food and an ensuite shower!
Yesterday, I ended my walk with a painful foot. This was very worrying, only a few days into my month-long trek. But, after taking ibuprofen and a PPI to protect my stomach (yep, I’m a doctor and worry about everything) my foot feels absolutely fine this morning. Such a relief
Today, I am walking along the road towards Rhiconich, although I may not get as far as that if I get distracted by diversions! I chain my bike beside a gate on the Tarbet road, and join the main road towards Laxford Bridge. To my right is a pretty loch, Loch a Bhagh Ghainmhich.
I set off walking along this beautiful stetch of road, which drops down to run beside the shore of Loch nam Brac. Soon, I forget all about my doubts, and settle down to enjoy the day.
My plan today is an 8 mile hike – 3 miles across country from Scourie to Tarbet, and then a 5 mile road-circuit around the Tarbet area. So, I’ve parked in Tarbet and ridden my Scooty bike back to the campsite at Scourie, where I leave it looking rather lonely. Most of the other campers have left. At least my bike has a nice view.
My first Scottish walk of the year, and I am feeling wildly exhilerated to be back. I cycle down to the exact same spot where I finished my walk last year, hide my Scooty bike among some gorse bushes, and set off up the road.
I am a little disconcerted when a small van pulls up in the same place I’ve just left. Perhaps they will steal my bike? It’s locked with a massive, heavy D ring – but all you have to do is pick it up and throw it in your van…
[This walk was completed on the 1st September 2022]
I leave my bike hidden in a ditch at the top of the hill. The two red cars I saw yesterday are still there and I assume the walkers must be wild camping somewhere in the wilderness. On closer inspection, the cars look a little dilapidated. Have they been abandoned? It’s a mystery.
I leave my Scooty bike chained to a signpost in the parking spot above Drumbeg. What a beautiful view for my bike to admire, while he waits for me to finish my walk and return.
It is another stunning summer’s day, with clear blue skies and great visibility. I’m not the only one admiring the view this morning – a bevy of motorbikes has arrived, and a couple of touring cyclists are having breakfast on one of the picnic benches.
The road makes a sharp, almost right-angled bend, around the tip of a marshy estuary where the Oldany River empties into a sea loch. When I cycled past this morning, the tide was high and the estuary looked delightful. It’s still very prettty. I stop to take photographs.
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