Last night we stayed at in a lovely B&B in Peebles, Samantha, the host (that’s what they are called on AirB&B) really looked after us, 2 course dinner on arrival and continental breakfast before we left. The planner of the group, Edwards, had been thinking forward and had purchased a flask for the weeks adventures. Continuing the theme of looking after the group and thinking ahead he asked Sam to fill it up for us. That flask was a godsend, or at least it would have been if he had picked it up before leaving, idiot!
Edwards, from hence forward to be known as ‘Rocket Man’ took great pride over the breakfast table to show us his new reading glasses. “1 pound these cost!”, you’ve been had Edwards.
We checked the weather forecast before leaving and each took our own precautions against the weather, some more conventional than others.
The plan for the day was to head up towards Fort William. Mobile phones were programmed with the route and we set off, then we turned back, then the phone switched itself off, then a message came through and the SatNav went off again, then we realised Williams has picked the wrong route. In short, Navigating using a mobile phone is a sh*t idea. Shame we did not realise Edwards had left the flask in the B&B as we had at least 2 further opportunities to pick it up before finally figured out which way we should be going. Part of the confusion of the route had us entering into convoy with a group of tractor loving locals. Ironically they were making much better progress than us in some kind Aesop hare and the tortoise re-enactment
When we finally got in our stride we decided to hit the main roads to make up some time. A fuel stop and comfort break was needed so we stopped at Stirling services, or at least 2 of us did. Williams the Tit took a wrong turn and headed on up the M80 just for shits and giggles. 15 miles later he joined the boys for a coffee who of course through it was hilarious, great mates.
Another piece of technology that is either letting us down or we are now just to old to figure out is the Bluetooth head sets. Sometimes we are connected, sometimes we ain’t, sometime the spoken menu is in English, some time it is in Hebrew and sometimes they just switch themselves off for no apparent reason other than perhaps the rain!!
Oh yes the rain! Fook me it rained yesterday. Fortunately Edwards and Gavatron had the foresight to bring waterproofs and Williams had purchased new textiles which where ‘technically very advanced’.
They leaked. By lunch time Williams was shivering and doing more than a little moaning. So we pulled over for a drink and a pub lunch
By the time we reached Lochness Williams was piss wet though, Every heater went on in the cabin and gear was hung to dry. Edwards played mum and made curry sauce and rice, ‘vegetable curry without the vegetables’, wine was drunk, photos shares, loved ones contacted and then off to bed for bright sunshine in the morning. Or maybe not!!!
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