Wick to Dunnet Head

Well I finally got here on the last train to Wick last night. Knackered but a good sleep and great breakfast this morning. Wick is wet but not a bad town. I stayed at WickerWorld, a B&B and Cafe. The view in and from the Cafe was nice.

  
  
I’m getting the bus to John O’Groats, named after a Dutch bloke who came here in the 1400s and ran a ferry service to the islands. Jan de Groote. There you go Lex – Cloggies get everywhere!

Wick in the wet is still characterful.

  
  
On the way to the station I looked down on a fountain type thingy with Big Cat gargoyles sticking out of the side. 

  
And at the station the local kids had painted a mural of the town. Utterly charming. I’m looking forward to this walk.

  
The conductor on the train said the midges are active. Oh no! He also said the  weather was great last week. Wherever you go if it’s raining the locals will say you should have been here last week. The fishing was fantastic. The temperatures were tropical. Ice cream was free. 

I might not be able to blog until tomorrow night earliest. Out in the country under canvas. Talk then. Bye.