arron and upwards

a long day, mainly trying to log on in Arron... The land that time forgot, by the looks of the locals at the lochranza pub. We did 100 and something miles, it doesnt seem to matter any more once we get over the 100 mark. The aches and pains are starting to turn numb, which is good. Hands and feet are sore from the vibration of the road. Legs are sore, i cant remember a time when they werent. Sore neckand sore upper back, and occasional sore head... Usually first thing in the morning. I saw the donations webpage is up to £380 which is great, but we have spent more than that on beerso come on if you havent donated!! Phone/internet reception is terrible here. Rob is typing a text message and then using an empty pint glass to help send the signal. Yes he does look stoopid, but oddly it seems to work. The ride today was amazing in parts, photos to follow when we get back to the 21st century. We saw wild deer and sheep b
blocked the road on more than one occassion. The low point was a jaunt through ayr and preswick, what a hole..! The lochranza' hotel' seems nice enough, although the food portions are too small, i'm always hungry. and the pleasantries are non existant, however the bloke behind the bar looks lke christiphor biggins which is fun. A lazy lie in until 8ish tomorrow before the ferry back to the mainland. I dont even know where we are going tomorrow, i guess somewhere north of here.