Day 13

As we started the day we were either going  to meet Sharon and Kevin or just Sharon first thing

As we sat down for breakfast only Sharon was there and she didn't look like a girl who was good at gymnastics, each to their own as I say.

The day started with a uphill climb to warm up our muscles then as we rode on we knew we were near JOG, it was the smell of seaweed ( it couldn't have been Sharon as we were too far away) and the north sea drilling platforms, then we saw the North Sea. Ive only ever seen it on the news before and there was not an oil sodden seagull in sight or was that in Alaska ? Apparently Golspie has award winning beaches, if you like rain and wind I'm sure they do, the sand though is pure white and beautiful.

After rolling hills and some strenuous climbs we reached Helmsdale, to be greeted by Bob in the car park who had been servicing fuel pumps there, he told us he had passed us twice and was now stopping in the same hotel, we had either picked up our first 20 stone groupie or we had a stalker. We prepared ourselves for the trial and tribulations of listening, again, to the fuel pump novel by Bob the groupie/stalker.

The night was to be very different and unexpected, we got talking to a team of people in the restaurant where two of them were walking the LEJOG route to finish on Monday, so what, the so what was they were also a group of session singers and instrument players who had come to join them for the finale. Myself and Eddie then spent the next 3 hours having a private audience in the hotels back room to some great music and singing by 13 talented people. There were mandolins, bagpipes, harmonies, some weird drum thing, harmonica and Victor from  Dublin on his guitar with solo songs. The only dodgy bit was Eddies rendition of Flower of Scotland, i did refrain from my famous song of Summer Nights by John and Olivia as it may not  have fit in with the folk song theme. It was a great night to prepare us for our finale on day 14 and we never even saw Bob.