At the start of the year I had plans in my head of all the biking I was going to do this year, places I was going to go, photos I wanted to take, things I wanted to see. Much the same sort of plans I had last year, and the year before that to be honest. Much like the previous years, all my plans seem to fall to the wayside as the pursuit of keeping a roof over my head and food on the table took priority. Again. In fact, I seem to have managed only about quarter of the KLR miles this year as I did last. I keep telling myself this is a good thing, I've only had to change the oil and filter once so far this year - that's a saving of £20 or so right there. Anyways, I managed to grab Monday and Tuesday away from work last week. Well, sort of, I didn't actually get to leave until after 11am on Monday and I had to be back to do work on Tuesday evening. Still, most of Monday and Tuesday were mine. Off I went. All familiar territory for me as I didn't really have enough time (or energy for that matter) to be exploring new places. So, a bunch of pictures of Scotland, pretty much exactly the same as all the other pictures of Scotland I've ever posted. Tuesday was a little less shiny, but nice riding none the less. That's about it. By this point I was at the very top of Scotland and realising that I had 250 miles of some very twisty and narrow roads to get home in time to get some work done for Wednesday.