What I find about any long journey is how you cope with what you forgot to bring. Yesterday we covered the first 400 or so miles North, stopping at Dumbarton Premier Inn overnight. This is so new that satnavs can't find it, so cue lots of fun as we roamed the streets looking. Eventually someone matched instructions from the website with a physical map, and we arrived!
Unpacking the car into our rooms gave the opportunity to check everything again. You can never do this as it goes in for some reason. Bikes in the rooms (check) cycling gear (check) Colin's insulin (check - you can have hours of fun with that one). So far, so good. However, no shower gel, no spare bike computer battery (rats, it needs changing) and oops no cycle helmet.
I'll just pause here to note we are driving up the side of lovely Loch Lomond in the sunshine. Which is an expression of hope in any language.
So this morning we are stopping at Fort William to attempt to sort out 'wot got forgot', then it'll be the Great Glen route to Inverness and beyond. Let's hope there are no polar bears.
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