I’ve come to the last day of my cycling and camping trip to the Northern Isles. I spent fifteen nights in my tent, and although about fourteen of those were wet, it served me well. Now that I’m home, the process of drying and packing away begins.

I met a lot of fellow cyclists. Some pretty serious, like the guy on the train from Thurso to Inverness who had just completed LEJOG and was already planning a trip to Korea. Mostly the folk I met were similar to myself,  cycling because we enjoy it and taking our journeys easy.

Nevertheless,  I am looking forward to planning my next trip and hoping we get some sort of summer, even if it is an Indian one.