Refreshed by a nights sleep in Inverness despite some thunderous snoring from fellow travellers (honestly - it was like sleeping in a room with a winded bullock) we - the intrepid trio - set off at 7.30, making a grand total of a mile and a half before Anna's first ever puncture caused a half hour stoppage on Inverness bridge. Tom is our good luck charm.
Having successfully fixed the problem, we continued on our way north onto the Black Isle, stopping in Fortrose to see the historic ruined cathedral there. We went to Mass - said by retired Bishop of Aberdeen Peter Moran - at St Peter & St Boniface, and were given an extremely warm welcome by the Bishop and parishioners, complete with generous donations.
Reaching the northernmost tip of the Black Isle we took the ferry over the Cromarty Firth. We would like to make it clear at this point that this is not cheating, as this is a warm-up for the full John O'Groats to Land's End. So there.
We stopped for lunch in the beautiful Dornoch - slightly out of our way but worth the detour - and then cycled round the picturesque Loch Fleet and arrived in Helmsdale at around 8pm. Dinner was pork and lots of vegetables. It was brilliant. We have said it before, and we'll no doubt say it again - we love food!
There should be pictures!