This is the end, beautiful friend. The end. nearly anyway

Oh bugger, Ive only gone and nearly finished the whole bloody bike ride. What am I gonna do now? There is something I'm supposed to be doing when I get back but I can't remember what it is. Anyway that's not important I'm sure it'll come back to me in time. Right where are we? We're all the way up the top of Scotland in a smashing little B&B that's part of  the Inver Caravan Park in Dunbeath. It's been such an unbelievable adventure for little Christopher and myself. He flagged at times but with a bit of gentle encouragment I managed to drag him to the end point. Bless him. We've seen so many amazing sights and met lots and lots of great people and although I can't wait to get back to see my darling Kim and give her a bloody good old...............cuddle (HA you thought I was being rude but I wasn't. Pervert.), I do feel a sense of sadness that I won't be struggling to get myself out my sleeping bag each morning and on to my rock hard saddle. There have been so many brilliant things happen that I couldn't possibly put it all on here but I shall endeavour to lay down the most important.