Nice round trip of about 490 miles yesterday.
220 up to Culloden, and 270 on the way home via The Lochy.
A9 was fine. Passed a 5/6 mile stretch of parked cars, buses, lorries, vans. Rode past them wondering what was going on, and got to the front of queue with overturned bus. Had been passed by 3 ambulances with escort as I made my way northwards towards Dalnacardoch. Couple of other bikes there, a two up ancient Kwacker,
and a shiny 800 GS - on his way to JoG.
Witihn five minutes of arriving, the three bikes were waived through. Excellent!
Culloden was its usual welcoming self - there was hardly anyone else there, and certainly no other GSer's.
Was asked to remove my helmet in the Tesco petrol station at Culloden - hey ho. I do think that it was just one wee fascist woman, for other staff members were just rolling their eyes. It was busy, and who needs a scene? Life's too short.

A pleasure to see GC again - hopefully, maybe, see you in a couple of weeks.
Unfortunately phone/camera won't seem to mate with pc so no pics of baked potato & haggis at Culloden, nor of the Strawberry lumpy bumpy (?) at The Lochy: sorry.

So if anyone sees a king from the west, or an eccentric fifer in the next couple of days, tell them it was a grand day out, and they were missed.
When's the next one?