From Tyndrum to Invergarry through the highlands

WooHooooooooooooo! We have reached the highlands. We are currently sitting in the beautiful Invergarry lodge having eaten homemade lasagne in our kitchen. Made by me, but I couldn't make the white sauce so had to buy some and it tasted funny. Our bellys are now full as are Michaels bowels so we have left him to play the piano in the naughty corner. Where he belongs. He feels his bowels are very still tonight. We disagree.

Alex has ridden with the lads today and having decided to only do half the ride, changed his mind and ended up doing a full 73 miles. Bearing in mind he has a free bus pass this is quite an achievement. Some chaffing occured but otherwise he is still intact and back on the red juice.


The boys say 'This has been the best days ride of our lives. The road was beautiful and oh so soft'
Alex says 'you've got the weather, the road, the um um um vista' They rode all day around the lochs and through the highlands and Great Glen. fab! The oh so soft refers to the new midgie cream we purchased called 'skin so soft'. So far this is very effective.

The morning didn't start so well. Joe woke up to a puncture. But this time, a phantom puncture. woooo! Him and his dad had man time and replaced the bust tube with a new one. As an experiment they blew up the broken innertube and left it in the car all day to see where the hole was. It turns out there is no hole. Geeks.

We stopped for lunch, another picnic, in Fort William, where Michael got indigestion. On speaking of his experience he says 'i got indigestion'

And in other news:
We rode a tandem. I was most in control. Michael was shortest. Joe was most annoying. Alex made strange ghost noises when he got scared. woooooooooooooooo!

Nobody reversed into Joe. He has now found himself feeling alone and isolated. This has been a big change for Joe and he is finding it difficult to overcome the prospect of being reverse free. He is not ready to discuss this experience and has become inverted. They were all, however, confronted by some scary hairy motorbikers who whooshed by them while they were eating jelly babies in a layby. They are afraid that the jelly baby image may have made them look more feminine than intended, and as a result will be eating their jelly babies in secret in future.

As I write this there has been some conflict about the jelly babies. Both Joe and Michael feel outraged and insist they they were entirely unaware that there even were any jelly babies. Alex has since confessed that he has been hoarding the little critters in his bed. Speaking about the incident Michael says 'basically, Alex has been hiding jelly babies'. No more news on this incident is yet available but it is hoped that the conflict will be resolved in time for tomorrows ride. Alex says 'Who's hoarding jelly babies?'. It is clear that we need to apporach this matter through some talking therapies. Michael wants to bring in ACAS.

Moment of the day: The piper playing the sky boat song overlooking Glen Coe
Quote of the day: 'Alex, you need scrote-so-soft'
Relationship between Martha and the tent: Uneventful.
Relationship between Joe and his bike: Slightly perculiar

Bottom update: Perfectly clear. Oh so soft. Feeling better that day two.

Wind update: No headwind. In other wind, Michael put on a special methane display for the tourists who were piling off a bus. He tried to raise money for the cause by parping a tune. This was nearly mistaken for bagpipes. He quickly rode off into the wind. Alex was not impressed. Joe has produced some wind but to a lesser extent. This begs the question about whether Michael's 'hill apprehension' condition, now to be known as HAC is contagious.

Not much to say. A happy day. Nothing happened. All agree this was the best days ride ever in the world. Amen.

Martha