After a lovely few days spent with Philippa exploring the northwest coast by car, we said our farewell and I continued along the coast on foot. I followed the road from Tongue to Bettyhill (A386). After lunch the rain started, and as I was walking over the highest ground in the area there were a couple of flashes and claps of thunder. I was glad it didn’t last as I felt exposed! I stayed the night at the Bettyhill Hotel which was in the middle of being refurbished. I may have been the first guest to stay in my room. Around the building were workmen and workwomen, many I think from Eastern Europe, painting and fixing things.