Inverness breakfast

We were a bit late getting to the restaurant car last night, so missed out on haggis. Instead we had an indescribable hot filled roll- it had been microwaved in a plastic bag, barely edible. Half a bottle of wine helped a bit, along with the company of a Canadian brother and sister on a family history tour. We were a little worried when he started reciting poetry he had written in the style of William Mcgonagal (no idea how to spell that!).

A little sleep on the train, now a two hour break before our train to Lairg. Then 40 mile cycle to Tongue.


Sally

Location:Inverness,United Kingdom