A right funny lot in the main. Riding bikes seem to do that to them you know. Always full of cheer - and tea.
This chap, Hebridean Cycling Club rider John almost finished the 200km course before he started such was his swiftness. Had time for a cuppa at Bosta though.
Then there was this chap who shot around the 300km route saving the day for me, waking me from light slumbers at Ness.
Not everyone was in a hurry. Some had time to take in the scenery. I think they just missed the wedding party that came this way.
And the views are nice to be honest.