We unpacked our bikes from the barn near Heathrow where they’d been stored and rode up Britain to John O’Groats. No dramas really – bit of trouble getting used to the new GPS and some wrong turns but all pretty smooth as we rode through the drizzle that apparently is not uncommon for an early British summer. Heaps of bikes on the backroads of Scotland and it’s clearly been “discovered” by the continentals as a biking destination. The twists and turns of the Highlands are a delight to navigate.
More fog at John O’Groats as the ferry ferried us north to Iceland.