Well, finally back to base after 450 dry miles (and the two-fingered salute to the boys from the Met Orifice who said it would be wet on the W coast !).
The plan to leave a bit later than usual seemed to work as we weren't troubled too much by day-trundlers in four-wheelers. Once over the Corran Ferry and into the wilds of Moidart it was glorious open road, although the single-track section was a bit loose in places, not to mention being used to the limit by the oncoming tour bus just after Acharacle.
Beautiful sweeping bends most of the way to Mallaig (Arisaig was closed at 3.30 to hungry bikers wishing to boost the local economy !). Great fish and chips and a bit of banter next to the harbour and it was soon time for another dose of the bends, nay, Desmodromic Delirium, on the road back to Ft William. One of those roads where you torque-surf through stunning scenery, left-right-left etc for the best part of an hour before having to slow for Glenfinnan, then back into torque-surf mode for the final surge into Corpach and Ft William. Just what we bought Ducatis for !


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The section down Loch Linnhe from Ft W to Ballachullish was the usual procession behind Mrs Codger of Central Belt but then the road opened up nicely from Glencoe back to Tyndrum, where a final stop for fuel and drinks was made. The hot chocolate with cream and marshmallows at the cafe where the Little Thief used to be is highly recommended as rejuvenating biker fuel.
All in all a good SDC day out with good roads and good company. Poor Chiz, though, must be wary of coming out with SDC again. After struggling to make our events due to his offshore rota, in one month he's filled his 848 with diesel, got a ticket for a loud can and ...........an ASBO !!!. Yes, the poor guy fell foul of the Road Nazis at St Fillans this morning who prefer counting decibels to catching burglars or drug dealers. Worst of all, though, he's got a new nickname and is henceforth known as................Vin Chizbo