I rode to the nearest bike shop, a tiny place with little stock, who directed me to the best one in Glasgow. Took train into center of town to get to Billy Bilsland's, where Doug swapped out my tires for heavier duty "touring plus" models. He tried tightening things to remove squeak, ruled out serious things like crank or bearings, shrugged.
Then to Queen St station by way of quick tour of downtown Glasgow for train out to Arrochar, deep in the locks. Got there at 1:30, stopped for long late lunch before climbing over to next loch. Subtle squeaking. Annoying, not constant, assume not serious. Cloudy day, Trossachs obscured by mist. Rode the 25 miles to Inverary, over the Rest and Be Thankful pass, only 262 meters high, nice highway grade so nothing too steep.
Inverary a small, pretty town, though a lot of it under green netting for reconstruction. Staying at The George Hotel, established 1787, has nice pub, drinking a very local craft Scottish ale called Avalanche, brewed on this loch. And sun came out.
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