JOGLE day 3

End of day three and we are still in Scotland. I'll never look at a map of the UK in the same way again, I really hadn't taken in anything north of Edinburgh but it has definitely been worth the miles even if just for the dramatic scenery on all three days. Early this morning as we were grinding slowly up towards Glen Coe into a strong headwind with little conversation flowing spirits could have dropped, yet all that was needed was a glance ahead to see the snow capped mountains breaking through the clouds. As we climbed further the views became more dramatic, not sure if it was the fatigue affecting me but I could easily imagine myself on the Hogwarts Express in the Harry Potter books as I watched a train disappear into the mountains.

We were warned in the briefing of today's challenges, it was to be the biggest total climb we will have yet faced along a route getting us into Glasgow  total of 115 miles after leavening Fort William - our group were more than a little apprehensive. I have started to develop a coping mechanism, one which my dentist or any nutritionist would probably strongly disapprove of - it all comes down to sugar. It doesn't seem to matter in what form the sugar is and I dread to think what the total might have come to today; to give you some idea throughout our ride I ate a flapjack, 9 mini bars of chocolate, 3 mini bags of jelly babies, one Scottish fudge tablet, and a hot chocolate, I followed this up with three amazing puddings once back at camp, but don't worry there was also plenty of savoury to balance it all out.

Along with my teeth there are a few other body parts that are starting to suffer, I'll update on this tomorrow.