It always seems like a good idea at the time. We traded in our boots for bikes so
Ron could “relax” and see the sites. Biking allows a different perspective of the countryside. I just kind of forgot that Scotland is quite hilly and that it was the first ride of the season for us.
A few minutes before this picture we’d been up at the bridge. If you go down you must go up. We did the trip up to Blair Athol on the road and part of the trip back on the river path. It gave me a new appreciation for our son and daughter in law riding that terrain regularly. I took a wee tumble between a rock, a root and a tree stump. Didn’t really fall over as much as hit the stump and wasn’t any worse for wear (today!)
The only real disappointment was that we road all the way to Blair Athol and there was no real view point of the castle itself. The gate person wasn’t budging; £7.50 to see the gardens was the only way we were going further up. As it was we only got back to the bike store with 10 minutes to spare so there was no time to pay and get the front photo. Oh well at least it meant we had a few minutes to stop in the cemetery.
Then it was on to beer time! The weather has turned and is spectacular so we found a deck overlooking a loch and enjoyed a cold one and another delicious supper. Then Ron enjoyed one more as we watched a football match. Surrounded by local fans and a dog. A great end even if my butt is sore after 29 kms!