With comfortable stomachs we enjoyed a great run up the West coast single track road where the views are spectacular. It was a lesson in modern attitudes when considerate car drivers pulled in to a passing place to let us come through, then plonkers behind overtook them! So much for forward vision. Did you guess this time? Yes they were BMW or Chelsea wagon drivers. They did stop when they saw four of us approaching and ignored us when we passed. We carried on across the top past Durness and Dounreay Nuclear Power station (which must be 45 years old now). The Weigh Inn at Thurso was easy to find as it sits at the roadside just before Thurso town. After settling into out separate motel style rooms we met in the bar where a few gourmets decided they would like a Chinese meal for dinner. Charley Chan`s was located on Google and appeared very nice, we arrived by taxi to find that had reduced to an oriental shop and takeaway run by a bearded orang-utan with a Scots accent. Another taxi ride later we arrived back at the Weigh Inn, poorer but wiser. Thurso looked a really dour run down place but then most places do in the wet. We all had an excellent meals served with fresh veg and chips at reasonable prices.
After a good nights sleep we were roused by our insomniac loading his bike and making strange noises on windows of heavy sleepers. When we went into the breakfast room, which overlooks the bay, we were surprised to see a massive cruise ship. Perhaps they knew something about Thurso that we didn`t or were they just doing lifeboat drill. The breakfast menu was varied and included smoked haddock with poached eggs which is one of my favourite breakfasts. After a leisurely repast we sorted ourselves out and headed off towards John o`Groats, stopping on the way to visit Mary Ann`s croft, which is in its original 19th century format. The social were going to sell it to pay for Mary Ann`s care, when in her nineties she had to seek help. The Queen Mother heard of this, formed a trust, raised the money and bought it. It remains today under the trust and is run by the village as a museum. Unfortunately for us it was shut until the afternoon.
We carried on, stopping again at the Castle of May (the Queen Mother`s house) but due to the high price of Scottish beer and petrol a democratic decision decided against paying the entrance fee. We did have a coffee though so we could get some Castle serviettes as a memento of our visit.