{"id":14098,"date":"2014-07-28T12:51:44","date_gmt":"2014-07-28T16:51:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/tourdebocrie.com\/?p=14098"},"modified":"2014-07-28T12:51:44","modified_gmt":"2014-07-28T16:51:44","slug":"day-30-sunday-july-27-plockton-to-lochailort-scotland","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tourdebocrie.com\/?p=14098","title":{"rendered":"Day 30. Sunday, July 27 – Plockton to Lochailort, Scotland"},"content":{"rendered":"

The sun and clouds were having a merry game of tug of war,\"DSCN0455\"<\/a> the wind committed\u00a0to be in our face as we loaded our bikes in the cool 55\u00b0. \u00a0We knew we would have a climb as we left this morning, but a seven mile uphill \"DSCN0451\"<\/a>without having warmed up the legs, was just not funny. \u00a0After our seven mile leg assault the road changed\"DSCN0456\"<\/a> to climbs and drops, allowing a rest after each climb. \u00a0We had a ferry to catch, so what the topography\u00a0did to make our ride today easier, the deadline erased; it was a two hour wait if we missed it. Crossed the very tall bridge,\"DSCN0474\"<\/a>over the Inner Sound,\"DSCN0479\"<\/a>that leads to the Atlantic Ocean \u00a0The drop off the brigde\u00a0\"DSCN0480\"<\/a>landed us on the Isle of Skye, where the scenery continued to impress.\"DSCN0488\"<\/a> With deadline in mind, we pedaled hard into the wind up and down the hills,\"DSCN0499\"<\/a> past fields, lochs\"DSCN0513\"<\/a> and little villages.<\/p>\n

\"DSCN0472\"<\/a>The clouds were threatening,\"DSCN0491\"<\/a> bands of rain would pass,\"DSCN0492\"<\/a>\u00a0touching us only with a sprinkle. \u00a0A couple little climbs at the end \"DSCN0516\"<\/a>to make it interesting, but we finally reached the ferry stop\"DSCN0529\"<\/a>with an hour to spare, perfect time for lunch. \u00a0The lunch was good and the rest refreshing, as we enjoyed watching the rain in the distance<\/em>.\"DSCN0526\"<\/a>The ferry ride gave us just enough time to realize how tall the hills on this side of the water were,\"DSCN0532\"<\/a>the ones we would have to climb. \u00a0All forgotten, as we reached the town nestled in the cove\"DSCN0541\"<\/a> where the boat landed.\"DSCN0542\"<\/a>\u00a0We had four miles of blissfully flat road in beautiful sunshine without wind;\"DSCN0550\"<\/a> it was as if we had been taken to a different land\"photo-4\"<\/a> rather than just a 20 minute ferry ride; a land complete with a coal powered train.\"DSCN0554\"<\/a> \u00a0The mid-day rest had helped and we would need it as the hills became longer,\"DSCN0567\"<\/a> but equally matched with fly-downs. \u00a0We missed photographing several of the most incredible\u00a0sights, that invariably appear on the downhill, just as the speed is picking up. \u00a0Another shower\u00a0caught us before we made it to our hotel.\"DSCN0579\"<\/a>There is nothing around for miles,\u00a0but our hotel had a restaurant and a place to plan the next day’s course.\"photo-6\"<\/a>We dined to live bagpipe music that the entire community showed up to listen to. \u00a0A little nightcap, \"DSCN0602\"<\/a>then bed.<\/p>\n

The area we have biked in the last three days is just spectacular; if you are looking for a great place to hike, bike, sightsee, relax – this is your spot!<\/p>\n\n\t\t