Here comes the rain!

We knew the rain was coming, so an early start and pack up as didn’t want a wet awning.

Crossing the Kylesku bridge and the obligatory photo opportunity, there, in the bridge car park is a Memorial dedicated to the men of the submarine squadron who operated the midget submarines and many of them were taken by the deep.

Still heading North, the rain came and with it the mist, we hardly passed another car and the houses and farmsteads were becoming few and far between, very much a case of  the last wilderness in Britain and not a place to get lost or stray from the road.

Arriving in Durness and it’s quite a little town, seeking shelter from the rain we took refuge in Cocoa Mountain, a nice little coffee shop located in the craft village, great coffee and good food, with a claimed ‘Best Hot Chocolate in the country’.

With the rain now being whipped by the wind, it was a case of either get to the campsite and stay in the van all day or drive on and return to the campsite later that evening.

Setting the compass to East we headed to John o’ Groats to get the mandatory photo, running along the north coast with fantastic beaches that wouldn’t look out of place in North Cornwall complete with surfers, but guessing they’re all wearing 5mm suits or just plain crazy.

At John o’ Groats, the place was swarming with NC500 motorhomes, coats and hats donned for the photo, at least it’s free compared to the matching signpost at Lands End and it’s masked bandits charging for everything.

Back in the van with the heater on full, back West again with a stop off at Dunnet Head as the most northerly point in mainland Britain, we were hoping to see the puffins, but with the wind being so strong the cliffs were out of the question.

Back to Sango Sands campsite for the night (can recommend the steak pie at the Sango Sands Oasis), we got buffeted all night by the wind from the west, so feel sorry for the big white boxes that were right on the cliff top pitches and more sorry for those brave souls in tents especially when the marble sized hail stones came down at 4am.

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