Day 6

Left a bright and sunny Inverness and made our way down Loch Ness to Fort Augustus, where the lads insisted on having haggis pie with their coffee. The haggis count stands at; Biggsey 2, Dudley 2, Grizzly 1, Woody 0. I love haggis but know what it does once it's fermented!

A blast down to the commando memorial followed and soon after our Ben Nevis Distillery tour and lunch stop. The tour was entertaining, the lad giving it had quite a good sense of humour but they were actually producing anything. They have to wait for the barley crop. We got a wee dram at the end of the tour and had a superb soup lunch!

After lunch we headed down the Great Glen, Glen Coe. Breathtaking is the only way to describe it. The road through is superb too, though the big lorries are a problem, as Biggsey found out, when his goggles were blown off! Eventually we arrived in Inveraray, only to find the youth hostel closed! We unloaded the gear and then rode round the corner to fuel up for tomorrow.

The bikes fuelled up, we fuelled ourselves with Haggis Supper ( a long sausage of battered haggis and chips ) eating it on the quayside, accompanied by some very large and brave seagulls. A couple of pints and some oldies playing on the juke box rounded off the evening before we all hit the sack. Early start to Day 7, as we have a ferry to catch.

Haggis Supper, the rudest looking meal ever!