The Road to Mallaig

We start where we stopped in ‘20
When we came to a halt in a cloudburst
Two weeks of cycling is plenty
We’re excited but fearing the worst.

Our first day’s ride is warm-up
We relax as we prepare to set forth
Do we need a map as a backup?
Just keep the sea to your left and head north.

This weather is very un-Scottish
We could stop and bask in the sun
But decide that’d be idiotic
And detour to Arisaig for fun.

We meet the girls by the village hut
Eigg and Rhum look stunning says Mel
It’s Sunday, the tea shops are shut
But a band strikes up in th’otel.

On a beautiful day like today
The coast road’s a perfect delight
Beach upon beach, bay after bay
Deserted and gloriously bright.

We get to Mallaig feeling merry
What on earth could possibly go wrong?
Calmac have cancelled the ferry
Not told, though they’ve known all along!

Barra