May 12, 2025
2 Monday
I reach Inverness this morning and the bad news is I won't be catching a train to Glasgow today, as the man with the rosy cheeks behind the glass in the ticket office studying the computer screen nodded and says with a stern voice, all bike places on all trains today are taken. What about tomorrow, I ask. He proceeds to stroll down the screen and adds: 14.50 to Glasgow, there's places for bikes.
I make the reservation for the 14.50 tomorrow and the remainder of the day I'm at a loss to what to do. I finish off the morning sitting in a cafe for a couple of hours charging the phone and spent too much money while doing so, during which I decide on a cycle ride in the afternoon and end up riding back to a spot by Loch Ness I'd passed earlier. I arrived early, set up camp and have a relaxing evening until sunset when I lay down to sleep.
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