Day #10 : John O'Groats!
So that is the end of it.
Spent the preparatory night in a hotel in Lairg - where the proprietor told us off for 'arriving during dinner service' (in spite of having been warned by phone 3 hours earlier).
They sort of made up for it by leaving out packed lunches for us and we hit the road at 7am for the final 100 miles to John O'Groats.
The first half of the ride - up toward the northern coastline - was nice, dry and with some impressive mountains to our right and a couple of fast downhills.
The first and only accident of the trip occurred today at zero miles per hour when I dropped my bike trying to turn it and failing to get a cleat out in time. No damage and Tim did an impressive job of feigning concern and managing not to laugh.
Stopped off to eat sandwiches at a caravan park where we had a quick chat to a farrier from Suffolk whom Tim (hailing also from the flat-lands) immediately engaged in conversation about local things (oddly they looked kind of similar).
After riding past Dounreay power plant (which has a genuine look of dirty-work being done out of sight) in came the weather.
We rode our last 2.5 hours in the grey driving rain. It felt like Scotland was saying it was time to go.
We arrived in John O'Groats about 16:30 - got the sign photo and then drank a pint and a Laguvullin.
Having stuck on some dry clothes we took a bike transfer van to inverness to a nice hotel and had dinner at a good place called Rocpool (recommended for any one going to Inverness).
Time to box up the bikes and get back to the families..