Fortunately,
Cotswold's Ben 'the Boot' Jones came to the rescue with a working car, but I
still boarded the train with my rucksack only half full and the rest of my kit
thrown into 3 plastic bags.
I spent the first
hour of the journey checking the kit against my list as I loaded it into the
rucksack. Fortunately nothing of significance had been forgotten.
The rail journey took nearly 20 hours and
required changes at Stafford, Crewe and Inverness. The 'end of the line' was
Wick, which I reached at 14.55 Tuesday. After a quick look around the town, I
caught the bus to complete the final 17 mile stretch to John o'Groats. After an
evening stroll to Duncansby Head and back, I settled into the hospitable
embrace of the Caberfeidh B&B (now called the Seaview Hotel) to write this and to enjoy my last night
between sheets for a while.