Honestly, why does the weather hate me. The wind started even before I'd left the black isle and continued for hours. I spent some time in Inverness (buying a book based on weight as much as content and a route 7 cycle map) when I left, going via Culloden, the wind had started in earnest and I did the slowest 10 miles ever, into the the wind and up hill. Having said that, I am getting into my touring stride and despite the climb to Slochd Summit (1328ft) it was a good day.
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