Well......that's that eh?
Come 9 o'clock yesterday morning eleven headhunters had pledged to undertake if not all then some of the 80 miles which lay ahead. Eight of us mustered here at Bexley Terrace and the three others joined us at various points along the course.
Let's start with the weather shall we?
Couldn't really ask for better....much the same as Friday... the wind gradually increased throughout the day but it always seemed to be moving around and we were fortunate that by the time we reached the road to Westerdale it was on our right shoulder and once we hit the back road to Watten we were more or less "sails up".
So onto the trip....what a great day out. This is only the second time that the "Headhunter" Tour has taken place (the last time being a remarkable ten years ago....we think!) and it was every bit as rewarding as the first. The group made short work of the first leg of the trip out to Duncansbay Head and before we knew it we were up at the first lighthouse taking photographs.
There were some stunning views across the North Coastline yesterday and the twisty 5 mile journey from the main road up to Dunnet Head ( Mainland Britain's most Northerly Extremity ) didn't disappoint.
Unfortunately Joe suffered an untimely puncture at the foot of the climb and we decided that we'd pick him up on the way back down.
This seemed to set off a chain reaction as David then "blew out" as he crossed the cattle grid at the entrance to the lighthouse. More repairs, however we were soon on our way again and coasting back down the hill into the stiff breeze. We stopped to pick up Joe and and at this point became a bit strung out. One or two of the group had arranged to leave us at this point and head back to Wick so they had moved along the road.
Laura, Lisa, Phil, Brian and I were in a wee group and Robert and Joe were slightly in arrears.
It was after a few minutes of looking over our shoulders that we realised that Robert and Joe weren't following, in fact they were nowhere to be seen? Brian decided to double back and find them.....when he did they were heading back UP towards Dunnet Head.....not being able to understand why, Brian turned once more and caught back up with us. We left mobile phone messages and headed for Thurso or Scrabster, to be precise, and our final Head of the day Holborn Head.
We arrived there at bang on 1.00pm and dallied around for a few minutes taking some snaps before deciding to go and eat in the Upper Deck. No sooner had we sat down when Joe phoned to say that Robert and he were in Thurso and on their way. The Magnificent Seven were reunited!
It transpired that Robert had lost his hyper-expensive GARMIN cycle computer and he and Joe had retraced the path back up to Dunnet Head in a bid to find it. Travelling back down from the top Robert was in a fairly dejected state as he was having difficulty concocting a convincing enough story to tell his wife Jane.....this is, after all a £300+ piece of kit we're talking about here. He luckily decided to have a look around the spot where we stopped to assist Joe initially.......and lo and behold, there it was.
What's an extra ten miles when you're doing 80? Or a fourth "head" for that matter?
So, after a lovely lunch in the Upper Deck we hit the road again. I needed to replenish my water bottle and decided to purchase some sugary sustenance for the 30 miles back to Wick (fudge).
We were cycling into a head-wind until we got turned at Glengolly. Once on the back road to Halkirk it started whipping in from the side. Preferable, no doubt, to being in our faces but I began to struggle a bit as we passed through Halkirk and on towards Westerdale. Whether it was the effects of just having eaten, the discomfort in my joints and having to fight the side wind or just plain old tiredness I'm not sure.....probably all three.....however, it was a bad patch and cost me the full bar of fudge, most of my water and an energy bar donated by Brian.
Once onto the home stretch ( from the Dunn turn off ) it was fairly plain sailing with the wind helping all the way. We got back into Wick at a little after 4.30pm.
A most enjoyable day...thank you all for the company....let's do it all again next year.