Wednesday 25th November 2020

A very late in the year scooter trip (184 miles).

Daylight duration at our latitude is only 7h 23m 16s on the 25th of November. It is only 26 days till the shortest day and it is getting cold. However today had a good forecast and was supposed to be a bit milder reaching 8°C. I was fairly comfortable to start with. Mind you I was wearing a humungus amount of clothes. I had contacted my brother Billy to see if he wanted to join me and he did. He arrived at 10.00 am. We headed over the Black Isle via Culbokie and Munlochy and as usual went to Tesco in Inverness to pick up supplies and petrol.

We took the back roads to Forres stopping behind Ardersier to get something to eat. The airport is just showing from where I had my wonderful flight a couple of weeks ago.

At Forres we headed out to Dallas and a bit before it stopped to empty bladders. It was cold! Just look at how muddy and greasy the roads are. You had to really concentrate driving the scooters and take bends very slowly.

We headed through Dallas onto Archiestown and then Craigellachie where we branched to Dufftown. Between Dufftown and Tomintoul below Ben Rinnes we stopped to eat. The elevation was about 950 feet and it was desperately cold. We chilled down here but what beautiful scenery to pass through. A day like this in the North of Scotland makes you thrill at the Creator.

But we had to keep moving as the day is so short. We swapped bikes and Billy led. We headed over to Tomintoul, then Grantown-on-Spey and then Dulnain Bridge. Here we stopped, again to empty bladders and also swapped back the bikes. Billy led again. He knows these roads well.

Don’t know why my glasses are off. I don’t see well without them but I have to remove them to get the helmet on and off.

Bill led over the moor that branches off at Duthill. It is remote and lovely.

And we stopped at Dulsie Bridge.

But we had to tank on by Cawdor and Culloden to Inverness. To lose less time we just followed the A9. We branched off on to the Struie Road (B9176) past our house and up to the Beinn Tharsuinn Wind Farm entrance, our usual place of parting. The light was really fading.

We rushed back to our respective homes frozen to the core. It was just wonderful to get out like this so late in the year. Scooters are amazing for this sort of thing. I am really fond of this old scooter. But look how dirty it was. I had to thoroughly wash that salt and muck off.