Day 10 - Isle of Arran

Although the first sixty miles of day ten was a soul destroying slog through freezing rain, we had some satisfaction from the ferry journey over to the isle of Arran, where we dried off and refuelled on coffee and carrot cake.

Once we had disembarked at Arran, we soft pedalled for nine miles around the island's east coast until the road moved in land and revealed the sting in its tail that we had been forewarned of. A three hundred meter climb lay between us and our hotel in lochranza. With panniers bulging with food for the next day, we ground our way up on tired legs. At the summit, we were rewarded with stunning views of...nothing...the cloudline had descended and a grey impenetrable mist was all that could be seen.

An early night beckons as we have an 815 ferry to catch on tuesday morning to take us north on to the mainland and then our longest leg of the journey at one hundred miles to glencoe.

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