FROM TIP TO TOE
The road unfurls in front of us and I am in awe of the breathtaking landscape, with mountainous views and mysterious lochs.
The way is smooth under the wheels of our Bailey Autograph 74-4 and as we are the only vehicle around, I slow down to admire the scenery.
“Look how beautiful this view is, Harrison,” I say to my four-year-old.
“Yes Mummy, but where are the sheep?” he replies.
There’s no pleasing everyone, is there? We are on the west coast of Scotland, on the second day of our ‘end-to-end’ trip, supporting my husband Marcus as he cycles a very scenic route from John O’Groats to Land’s End, totalling 2575km and 39,000m of climbing.
Unlimited freedom
Truth be told, I think he has the easier role, compared to my responsibilities as the support crew!
Entertaining two young children (Harrison’s sister, Dorothy, is almost two) is easier said than done. Both of them seem to think that unlimited freedom has been restored after four months of lockdown.
But it’s not quite unlimited – we still have to manage the motorhome, refilling the fresh water and refuelling (Marcus has
