Big sky

Seeing as it was the end of the month and I was still 43 miles short of the 300 miles for July, Graeme and I took ourselves off for a half-road, half-cyclocross run around the bottom end of Loch Sween, Loch Caolisport, up to Lochgilphead and back out to Tayvallich. A wee stop for a marvellous bacon roll and then on to Carsaig to wait for the others.

After David's marvellous treasure hunt, where the first clue led the kids to dig under a pile of sheep shit, they had set off walking from Crinan so we headed along the track to meet them. Just as well. Wee Ellen was flagging so she got to ride on my rack and get pushed to the end. Back to Tayvallich for coffee and cake and then rode back to Kilmory. 46 miles. July done.