Day 2 - Thurso to Lairg

We awoke after a surprisingly good sleep, nestled out of wind at the Thurso campsite, a few cuppas were had and we hoped to break camp by 9am.
9.45 was the reality thanks to some enthusiastic repacking by Rachel, but at least we were feeling good, the sun was out, and we were rolling. The very first thing we had to do was climb for what seemed like miles, this was then demolished in a far too short descent back to see level, only to be repeated several hundred times over. The terrain was mountainous and fairly bland (what we could see of it through the sweat anyway). Sheep are everywhere, as are quite a few birds we couldn't recognise. The terrain took a toll on us early on, and by the time we reached bettyhill we would have gladly have taken a lift home. We decided t o have a chip lunch, but on sunday the small town was closed for business, so settled for the lunch in our panniers (from lidls yesterday).
After that was done we began the demoralising journey in land to loch naver. More brutal terrain had us stopping and cursing often and by this time the wind had turned on us and began to pick up. By the time we reached the road alongside the loch, all the days climbing had jellified our legs so much that the gentle (comparatively ) undulations felt like massive climbs, and the wind meant we struggled to hold 9 mph DOWN hill. For hours we struggled on, contemplating throwing in the towel.
A fella at a campsite along loch naver assured us that after A hill, we would see the Crask inn, and then it would be downhill all the way to lairg. He lied. Or scottish people dont understand the word all,or downhill. In the end we arrived at dunroamin campsite at 8.25pm, exhausted but not defeated. The campsite by the way is fantastic, £8 for a 2 man tent, warm showers, clean facilities and a great site in a sheltered quiet spot. Picnic benches too.
A warm shower has been had, hasty blog post done, and now its time to pass out.

Miles: 75
Roadkill: 1 crow
Hills: nothing but!