Happy to say, he made it, 9 miles after his warning light came on. Our next stop, believe it or not, was another fuel stop. This was always going to be a short stint, due to the location of petrol stations along our route coinciding with Grizzly's 150 mile range but this was just 69 miles. I pulled in at a pump, then dozy bollix pulls alongside. "Will I be after filling up as well?" "Well yes, you'll run out before I will" Both fuelled up, a few miles down the road, we took the Corran ferry. Barely wider than the ferry this band of water took about 2 minutes to cross. Kerching, £7!
We were heading for Ardnamurchan Lighthouse. What we didn't realise was, that get there, we had to travel along 35 miles of single track road. Twisty, with loose gravel, blind summits and of course, oncoming traffic, it was quite a strain, as concentration needs to be very high. The view of the loch, was I'm sure, very nice but we just didn't have a second to look. Two thirds in, we stopped and had some lunch, before continuing our arduous journey. At the end of this trek, we found the road and lighthouse closed, due to works, so we ended 450 yards short of the most westerly point of the UK. ☹
As if that wasn't bad enough, we then had to retrace our tracks. I'd had a message to say we couldn't check in at the time we thought, so when we arrived in Acharacle, we took the opportunity to visit the pub/hotel and book a table for dinner.
Finally checked in and freshened up, we made our way back to the Shiel Hotel, where we had some bevvies and half a plate of chicken dinner!
Had another message to say our ferry for tomorrow is cancelled and I need to ring after 8am. Hopefully we can just get the next one but I'll find out tomorrow morning. Whatever happens, we overnight in Poolewe.
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