A bright end to our brief Thurso visit, with blue skies giving great views as we crossed the river to get from the hotel to the railway station.
It's felt odd watching the country unfold from the window, observing but detached from it, insulated by the glass of the carriage windows.
We've been glad to have booked our journeys and seats well in advance, as the trains have all been full.
I'll post an entry tomorrow with some final reflections. I'll also write a bit for cyclists tomorrow or wednesday, depending on length of reflection.
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