Highlanders

The only way was up. We didn’t need a sign to tell us we had entered the Highlands. From the beautiful West Loch Lomond cycle path, we looked up and everything changed – the view, the altitude, the light, the weather. From one mile to the next, we went from benign hills to majestic mountains towering over us.

IMG_0952Just four hours’ cycle out of central Glasgow and we were climbing to where eagles still soar. Loch Lomond had been a welcome change from city streets, but now we were entering the highest mountains in the UK – climbing towards Glencoe and Ben Nevis.

Barely a word passed between the KPS1000 group. Perhaps in awe of the mountains, perhaps lost for words amongst the breathtaking views over Loch Tulla, more likely just breathing too hard to speak. Each of us finding our own climbing speed. But as we agreed that night, each of us loving the experience of being amongst true mountains.

Then a long, heady descent – more than four miles without having to touch the pedals once, and we were in the capital of mountaineering Glencoe. In one day we’d cycled from the southern edge of Glasgow via a fantastic network of inner city cycle paths to a spectacular mountain village. On the way we’d enjoyed some of the most spectacular cycling of the whole End-to-End.

Day 7: Hamilton to Glencoe: 103 miles; 5012 ft ascent

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