Today was another failure, of sorts. The town of Nairn lies about 16 miles east of the Highland Capital, and theres a cycle route connecting the two, so at first glance this was an easy day of cycling. However, before I even left home I knew that things would not be straightforward. The biggest problem is that the cycle route undulates a bit. I say a bit, I mean a lot. In order to avoid the main road, it takes a circuitous hilly route, and my legs don't like hills at the best of times. Easy then, take the A96... But that is just suicide. So I had a choice of death by Juggernaut or death by over exertion. Not good.
Looking at the map, I reckoned that there was a middle way, taking in some B roads that were less up and down. However, the big hill still needed to be climbed, and once I had reached the top of it, at the Culloden Battlefield, I knew that I had to turn back, freewheel down the hill and take to the coast road through Ardersier.
All in all, today was not an amazing day, the weather was sporadically dreary, the landscape underwhelming apart from a couple of stunning views of the Moray Firth, and the cycling a tad tedious, but at least I know now, and it's all good exercise to build my stamina up again, get me fit for climbing mountains and cycling 45 miles a day instead of a measly 32!
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