Ullapool

Sun rose out of sea fog this morning in Durness, and the day stayed mostly sunny, just beginning sprinkling when I arrived in Ullapool 70 miles later. This NW corner of the Highlands is most magnificent, only complaint the midges biting me even while I rode.  Serious climbs and harrowing long descents, 16% grades downhill. Stark and beautiful, my cell camera not capable of doing it justice.

View from my late lunch tearoom in Elphin, looking back north, as it began to seem that the forecasted rain would catch me before Ullapool.
Tomorrow morning ferry to Stornoway on Lewis, Outer Hebrides.