Day 6; Good times.

We rose at Dingwall campsite at 7:30, we were offered tea by our German camping neighbours but declined as we were walking to town for breakfast - a small treat after our super long day yesterday. Just before departing one of the boys from next door asked "yesterday you walked really bad, do you think you are going to make it?" I tried to convince him that he caught me at a bad moment - he looked completely unconvinced.

With high ambitions for the day, we set off. Long roads and lots of hills, which gave me and Kate 9 hours of chitchat. As we reached our B&B a sweet couple ran out to the street to sponser us, they had also booked us in for dinner that night - some people can't do enough for you in Scotland, it seems.