LEJOG
Wednesday 26th May 2010
Lairg to Bettyhill
A shower at the start of today’s ride made me immediately put my waterproofs on and
they stayed on for the rest of the day. That shower didn’t last long but there were
others to follow and the temperature was very low. In the afternoon by Loch Loyal
there were even a couple of hail showers accompanied by an icy wind – a bit unpleasant
but fortunately they didn’t last long.
Flat and empty - the Flow Country, nine miles north of Lairg |
The route from Lairg to Tongue was nice to ride along, quite level with gentle undulations
over a predominantly flat landscape. The country there is very empty and you can
look out over mile after mile of deserted heathland. Occasional islands in this sea
of tranquility are the two Munros, Ben Klibreck and a distant Ben Hope, plus the
striking outline of the smaller mountain, Ben Loyal.
12 miles out of Lairg I came to the Crask Inn. There’s a road sign saying ‘CRASK’
as you approach but the place it names is no more than the pub and one other outbuilding.
It wasn’t yet 11.00, however, and the pub was still closed so I had to forego my
hoped-for cup of tea and press on to Altnaharra, about a further 8 miles along. I got
there at 11.40 only to find the pub there didn’t open till 12.00 so I gave up and just bashed on.
The Crask Inn, in the middle of nowhere |
Unusual signpost at the Crask Inn |
More of the same undulations and steadily dropping temperatures until I finally rolled
into Tongue where I was cheered up by getting my first sight of the northern coastline.
Just past Tongue I found a café at last and stopped there for a very
welcome tomato soup and a cup of tea. In addition today I’d had a double egg cheese
omelette at Win’s and a vegetable pasty bake thing and cake bought from a shop in
Lairg and consumed at about the 30 mile mark so overall I was better fed then than
on some previous days and I felt better for it.
The northern coast |
After Tongue I followed the coast road, still the A836, which had a few hills en route,
including a large one on the approaches to Bettyhill which saw me get off and push.
At Bettyhill I stopped for the night at the Bettyhill Hotel, the first place I saw
offering accommodation. It cost £25 for a standard (non en-suite) room with a continental
breakfast.
Approaching Bettyhill |
The Bettyhill Hotel |
In the bar I was able to get a reasonable pasta and yet another rhubarb crumble and
then I called in to the lounge which provided internet access so I could check on
my Justgiving site. In the lounge I met a fellow Lejogeur, John Rimmer, a 65 year
old bloke from Thriplow near Royston - not far from my own home. He was doing the
trip on a Dawes Super Galaxy and had started 2 days before me. He said he had found
it quite hard at times and wasn’t very quick up the hills. He’d got this far though
which was good going. He said he was heading for Thurso the next day and gave me
the address of his B&B there.
Distance: 51.2 miles
Average speed: 9.9 mph
Max speed: 36.6 mph
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