Sunday was a wet day, thoroughly wet, a day of constant and heavy rain. Our thoughts were with John up on the hill, wishing him success on the road. For us, it was a day of enforced relaxation and being very tired, this was not unwelcome.
I went to church at Loch Broom Lutheran free church where I was made most welcome, and that was the main outing of my day. Later on, we went out to the outdoors shop and for an Indian takeaway.
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| Ullapool in the rain |
On Monday, the weather cleared a little but we waited around until mid-morning when John came in. You'll have to go to his blog for an account of his adventure (
http://johnparsons55.wordpress.com), but in short, his path had been inundated and he had to backtrack and re-route.
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| The gentlemen enjoying their tea |
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| Indeed. |
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| Mark and Alfie |
We met another long-distance walker, which seems to be a rare if not dying breed of people. Mark was walking the coastline of Britain in one go, taking about a year to do it. We got chatting and in the evening went to the only dog-friendly pub in Ullapool, the Argyll Hotel, and it being Monday we had the good luck to find it was ceilidh night, or if you like a session; varied instruments, guitar, violins, a drum and a visitor from Germany who played the mandolin and sang Irish songs like a Dubliner. A night to remember.
Sunday was a wet day, thoroughly wet, a day of constant and heavy rain. Our thoughts were with John up on the hill, wishing him success on the road. For us, it was a day of enforced relaxation and being very tired, this was not unwelcome. 
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