Establishing a rhythm

Greetings from the West Coast of Scotland!  As I walked from Rhiconich to Scourie this morning, I passed a sign welcoming visitors to the West Coast: although it's only two days since I set off from the North Coast, it seems a significant mark.  I've had two days of walking since I left Durness Youth Hostel on Tuesday (yesterday at the time of writing) both with a mix of weather, including some sunnier interludes but equally some rain.  There was a long uphill stretch into a headwind yesterday which definitely tested my resilience for a good couple of hours - as I wrote in my personal journal, not a day for deep thoughts!

I'd planned to find a spot to 'wild camp' by mid-afternoon on Tuesday, and limit my walk to around 11-12 miles, leaving a roughly equal distance to reach Scourie today (Wednesday).  As it happened, I had to press on to Rhiconich where I found a nice sheltered enclosure in the centre of the hamlet, next to the police station and also some public loos.  Having cooked a meal, I went to bed fairly early to recover from the longer day.

Unfortunately today dawned with drizzle, so I needed to get fully dressed before venturing out - discovering that there's not much wriggle room for a tall man in a small tent.  I managed to keep everything dry, so just the tent was packed wet.

I'm now sitting by the shore at Scourie, relaxing and hoping the tent will dry out in the breeze.  Time just 'to be'