Took Dads route out, avoiding as many main roads as possible, because that’s where the bends are to be found. As we headed further into the Highlands, the better the weather got, with gloriously blue skies with nice fluffy white clouds as contrast welcoming us as we neared our destination.
Headed for that well documented pass over the hills to Applecross and for the first time ever we were met with NO TRAFFIC
, either coming the other way or getting in our way 
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After a brief rest in the shade whilst we nibbled our cucumber sandwiches (no crusts) and sipped our tea, we headed back over the pass and wended our way to the picturesque village of Plockton. The views on route were stunning. Traffic had, however, built up – I think we passed at least two cars.
After Plockton, following more bendy roads, we found ourselves parked next to this iconic landmark castle . . .
Back along the shores of Cluanie Loch and then Loch Ness on very, very empty roads in either direction, back through Inverness and then home.
290 miles on the old thrumming Transalp, with the growling R1200GS LC always in my mirrors.
Steve T
