North Coast and Kyle of Tongue

Crossing the northern moorland past Doonreay and beyond really started to feel like an adventure with Ben Loyal and Ben Hope looming darkly in the background. Although the moorland might look like many others the presence of peat bogs and lochs transformed the appearance to something different

At Farr we stopped for a very decent Coffee and Superb Lentil Soup then strolled 1/4 mile to a lovely, near deserted beach

Arriving at Tongue on the Kyle of Tongue we quickly found the campsite and went off to explore. We climbed up to Castle Varrich (basically a watchtower in perfect location above the Kyle of Tongue, a 30 min ascent

Atop Castle Varrich

Back to site and a cup of tea and shortbread then settled down to watch the hills, sunset, seals in the distant and Jerk Chicken and Sweetcorn on the hob

Ben Loyal with moon

Certainly this felt very much more like the real thing away from most of the big white campers. However felt rather pampered amongst the cyclists with tiny one man bivvies (but not jealous!) on what was becoming a gorgeous but chilly evening