Mainland here does not mean Scotland that is just referred to as "south".
I cycled to the south of Hoy to take the ferry from Lyness, where there is the Scapa flow wwll museum which wouldnt normally interest me but it was out of the wind with a coffee shop with some of the wickedest tray bakes I have come across, base of dark chocolate with biscuit, orange aero pieces and dried fruit topped with white chocolate, no rationing here. The museum its self although cluttered with armaments and big mechanical stuff also included lots of exhibits on the effect on the local people and visiting service personnel often in their own words and personal possessions. The films of both the war and lasting effect on the environment were also well done.
The ferry stopped at the oil terminal island of Flotta and it was curious to see the juxtapositioning of oil, wind and wave energy technology particular in conjunction with what was put in place to protect and supply the navy and airforce in the flow during wartime.
I spent the rest of my time on mainland collecting my whisky, visiting craft workshops and going to the local live music gig again. This time is was a ticket event but I thought it would be ok to turn up at the door given the previous week's experience, but as this was billed as a concert it appeared to be a sellout, as one young local passerby commented to his mum "tickets is everything". I thought there was going to be a riot when we non ticket holders couldn't form an orderly queue. But they managed to squeeze us all in and the music began. Much the same as the previous week, very traditional accordian and fiddle but at least with some introduction of the tunes, then followed at 16 y/o singer/guitarist/songwriter, then a group of 3 young lads taking a much edgier version of the fiddle accordian style, then a folk singer and finally a really good fiddle player and her boyfriend on backing guitar, she plays traditional tunes as well as composing her own on one in particular about wanting to climb a munro near lochinvar was particularly haunting. She has played womad and is the local fiddle teacher, all the performers were Orkadian it is good to hear all the generations continuing the musical traditions.
Hi This is my blog to keep you updated about my travels. Now where am I? Well I have found my way back from Borneo, amazing what sat nav can do now and I am now attempting to get from one end to the other, of what is the question!
Barbs's Big Bike RIde
This year I have decided to stay and enjoy an English Spring. It has been a long time coming but at last it is here and I am off to explore my own back yard. Well actually travelling up the UK mainland as far north as possible before 21st June and see how close I can get to the Midnight Sun.
After my travels along the Camino de Santiago across northern Spain last September on my trusty old iron donkey, I have bought a lighter bike in the hope that I can get up a few more hills and by going from Lands End to John o Groats (LEJOG) I can avoid the killing headwinds of the Spanish meseta.
So here she is, we had a jolly naming ceremony on Saturday and hopefully the good friends, food and weather I enjoyed will carry me through to the farthest northern climes. Thank you all for a great send off, admirably topped off with one too many pints The Village Bike listening to Mojo Triangle.
And she is called Eleanor, isn't she beautiful, I hope I still have such tender feelings after 6 hours in the saddle, but probably only in the nether regions I fear.
The map link on the right will show a rough itinerary and route and I will try try to update with my actual route, if I can work out how and where I am as I go along, you know there will be little correlation but I will get there or somewhere in the end!
If you want an email update, submit your address in the box also on right and hopefully it will find its way through the ether to you.
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