The weather forecast was almost, but, not quite as dire as some we have heard before a journey. Nevertheless, if we were going to make the journey we had to travel in daylight. The forecaster warned. that with the temperatures being low, driving conditions could be icy and in addition, there was snow expected on high ground, which would move onto lower ground later on. It was mid February, daylight hours had increased by four minutes a day since the Winter Solstice, so, that meant we now had a decent chunk of additional daylight time in our favour.
Being a Tuesday, we expected to encounter a fair amount of commercial traffic. Most of the commercial vehicles and some streams of cars were all heading in the opposite direction. In front here, there was a truck and a tanker.
The road, Scotland’s notorious A9, is currently governed by average speed cameras. Vehicles of 7.5 tons or more, are restricted to 50 miles per hour. Overtaking opportunities were limited, unless you thrived on serious risk-taking. There being no other road north, It meant that domestic and smaller vehicles were forced to slower speeds for a much of the time. You see road signs that tell you ‘frustration kills’.
Here we are into the steady upward climb of ‘higher ground’ as can be seen by the snow-capped hill on the left and the broken white slopes appearing on the right. Just in case you are wondering, we are on one of the sections of dual carriageway on this road. There are not many.
Still, onward and upwards…..
This is my way of climbing peaks, using four wheels,
We caught a heavy bout of ‘lower ground weather’ as forecast, just after a quick, a very quick lunch stop: me darting in to the cafe to buy two coffees to take away. The rest of the journey, the last hundred miles or so, was punctuated by heavy wind-driven snow and sleet. But, it was still daylight when we reached journey’s end. We’d done it!