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UK Last Hurrah

As my days in the UK have come to a close I decided to complete my “TODO” list and finish some tasks

  • Visit The Tower of London
  • Climb Ben Nevis
  • cycle around Scotland
  • So I took a weekend and did the “tourist” thing, went to Bourogh market, then seen the Tower, I skipped the Bling as the line was more the 2 hour long and I didn’t feel like standing in it.

    On my Last work day, I finished early and headed to the train station with my bag and bike to get the train to Fort William. As it is always my luck the day I picked to climb Ben Nevis was the worst day of that week, with cloud cover all over the mountain range. So cold, and wet I started to climb up, it took me 5 hours and it is a 8km each direction.
    By the time I reached the summit I was drenched and on the verge of Hyperthermia, also my phone was soaked wet and fingers unresponsive so i could not take any pictures.
    As soon as I was done with the photo attempts I did a short calculation and started rushing down the slope in hopes to get to a dry and warm place.

    It took me about 2 hours to get back to the base, my racksack was torn and soaked and every bit of clothing wet to the bone, I stepped in to the “Ben Nevis Inn” and asked for the soup and Hot choclate just to get the cold away.

    Once I managed to get some heat in me, I climbed on the bicycle, oh yes – I cycled to the base of the climb from the train station – where I left most of my gear in a locker, and went to pick up my stuff.
    Thankfully I managed to read the code for my locker from the soaked piece of paper that was my locker reciept and take my things, then I walked to the nearest B&B I found and got a room.

    The lady saw me and said without hesitation:”Give me everything,I’ll wash and dry it for you” when she heard I just got off the mountain she had an even bigger sorrowful expression.

    A good night sleep and a hot shower did me good.

    Next morning, after a good Scotish breakfast I got on the bike and left from Fort Willam on my way south, I cycled through Glencoe intending to reach Edinburgh, but the weather had other plans for me, so I headed to Glasgow in the end.
    When I inquired about the price of a hotel room for the night I found out it was cheaper to get the train back to london then stay the night in Glasgow, which is what I did.

    So Satuerday morning saw me back in Hemel with sour muscles and a hugh smile of managing the climb I wanted to finish for the last 5.5 years.

    Strike 3 things of my TODO list

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