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Day 16 - The highlands
Crianlarich to Fort William - 42 miles
'Where are those razors that Dave gave us?' asked Ben.
'In the bottom of my bag, I think. Why?'
'I'm going to shave. It's time.'
Whilst Ben was shaving, I went to check on our bikes which we had hidden around the
back of the lodge. The Falcon's back tyre was very flat. I had noticed it the day before but it
was much worse. Thanks to our new pump and puncture repair kit this was of little concern
atall.Iborrowedawashingupbowlfullofwaterfromtherestaurant kitchenandthensetto
work on The Falcon.
Ben emerged from the bunkroom a few minutes later looking like a 12 year old boy. The
beard had actually made him look more mature, albeit in a dirty, trampy way, and now he
was back to his pre-pubescent self.
'How do I look, eh?' he asked.
'Youthful,' I said.
'You should give it a go.'
'No. I can't really be bothered to be honest. Wasn't it painful shaving that much beard
off?'
'Yes. I went through four of those razors. What's going on with the washing up bowl and
puncture kit?'
'I was just checking The Falcon's tyre for a hole.'
'Why?'
'Because it was flat.'
'Did you repair it?'
'No, because there wasn't a hole.'
'So you've got a bike whose tyres go down without punctures?'
'Yes.'
'My god, that bike is such a pile of crap.'
We ate porridge and a fry-up for breakfast and set off shortly before 10am.
TheA82climbedforabitafterleavingCrianlarichbeforedescendingtoBridgeofOrchy;
ahamlet consistingofahotel,arailwaystation,andacoupleofhouses.Oh,andabridge,of
course.
The route book mentioned that the Bridge of Orchy Hotel served a 'great banoffee pie',
whichwefantasisedaboutaswecycledpast.Incidentally,averygoodfriendofmineclaims
that his Grandma invented banoffee pie. I don't believe him.
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