And another snowy journey

James and I debated whether we should wait another day before returning home along the snowy A835 towards Inverness. It had snowed some more during the night, maybe three or four inches, and Ullapool was a winter wonderland. With more snow forecast we decided to set off just before midday in the hope that the gritters and a bit of morning traffic would have ameliorated the situation. When we stopped to get diesel at the Lochbroom filling station, Andrew told James that the word was that the roads were currently passable to Inverness. James offered to drive the first part of the journey and I was glad because my wrist was feeling very tender. Oh dear oh dear, the road was extremely snowy between Ullapool and Contin! It was completely white with just faint wheel tracks to follow. The good news was that it was very quiet, so there was no other traffic to bother us. As we passed Corrieshalloch it started snowing again quite heavily; it was a whiteout. James did a grand job of keeping us safe while still maintaining a decent speed. As we approached Inverness the tire tracks became stronger and soon we were driving on black roads again which was a relief. We stopped for a late lunch at Aviemore and I then took my turn at driving. 

The cats were excited to see us and there was much scampering up and down the hall. I’m now in a nice warm bath with Floof watching me from the toilet (the lid is closed!)