The Ramblin’ Rover

Ride & Stride – Day 5: Sunday 11 September – UNAPOOL to POLLA (via DURNESS) (53 miles)

Early morning in Unapool – with four red deer showing as slightly lighter specks on the hillside

Once more a lovely start to the day – it is so incredibly quiet here – and after a scenic breakfast we set off together, myself in Daisy, the camper-van, and the running team in Nessie, northwards through Scourie and Laxton Bridge over the 35 miles to Durness. The cyclists would follow our route later, whilst the runners would continue their daily exertions on the NC500 from Durness, turning eastwards along the north coast.

Looking back at Kylesku Brudge
Mount Toblerone?
The expansive Dionard valley on the southern approach to Durness
Durness: the runners (and Tina) warming up

As for my day, aside from the walking, I have always been drawn to the prospect of visiting Cape Wrath – it’s name alone has such an alluring, almost Tolkienesque, appeal. But it is certainly not easy to get to! I am told that it is possible to walk from the main (single-track) A838, westwards from the southern end of the Kyle of Durness, but this entails around six hours of strenuous walking over some fairly rough terrain. Otherwise, assuming that you lack a boat or helicopter, then the only way is via the occasional and seemingly erratic passenger ferry (10 persons), that is subject to cancellation due to ‘wind, rain and unfavourable tides’, before transferring to a separately-run jeep, if available, for the 11-mile, 50-minute, bone-rattling journey to the lighthouse on the Cape. Add to this the regular closures of the track due to MOD exercises around the headland area, and you will see that the planets have to be fairly well-aligned to make a visit possible.

Attention all shipping!

I was very lucky today – the trip to Cape Wrath is currently only possible on Sundays due to military training, and the weather and tides also complied. With just two crossings a day I had insufficient time for my planned walk of the 11 miles from the ferry to the lighthouse, or back, and so I contented myself with a return jeep journey and a 6-mile circular walk on the cliffs and in the hills above Cape Wrath. What fine reward I had:

Awaiting the ferry across the Kyle of Durness
At the lighthouse . . .
. . . and looking back down
Looking east from the trig point on the hill above the Cape . . .
. . . and looking inland
Sea stacks on Kearvaig beach
Through the jeep windows the expansive moorland grew moody on our return to the ferry – too fleeting for our photos, we spotted many red deer, seals basking on the sandbanks, and a golden eagle soaring over the hills
The ferry across the kyle

Thanks are due to fellow-passengers John and Claire who shared my experience today and kindly supported our charities. Congratulations also to the cyclists and runners who completed, respectively, their arduous 37-mile and 10-mile sections of the NC500, as our Ride & Stride challenge passed the halfway point.

Late afternoon looking over the Kyle of Durness as the tide receded to reveal banks of pristine sand

Tonight we rested our tired limbs in the Wild Orchid guesthouse in Durness, before enjoying a convivial dinner over discussions of our Ride & Stride experiences.

Looking east from Durness on an evening stroll – could that be Orkney on the horizon?

The song title today is from a composition by Siobhan Miller, off her 2017 album ‘Strata’. My Blog is of course written very much from a walker’s (and support driver’s) perspective, and for this Rambler today’s song captures the vibe of roving in the Highlands.

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  1. What an amazing day you had. I’m glad the planets aligned and that the weather allowed for you to get such wonderful views.

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