Bad news today, which may spell the end of this tour. Out on a beautiful but very quiet road my rear hub suddenly seized up. Hard to explain exactly but one locknut seemed to be tightening ever harder into the hub, and forcing the other one out the other side so that the wheel effectively shifted sidewards along the axle until the wheel hit the stays and wouldn't turn. The hub itself was near immovable too. Yeeuch.
I shouldered my luggage and somehow front-wheeled the bike for a couple of miles, hoping to reach the next village and rail line some 4 miles away, but it was hard. Eventually a saviour appeared in the form of Marko heading my way in his van, and he took me all the way to Mallaig where I had a hostel booked. What a star.
Now found out Mallaig has no bike shop and i need to catch train back to Fort William tomorrow. However I fear the hub may not be repairable, and barring them having the perfect touring wheel in the shop, it looks like home time for me.
And just as it was getting really good!