This is turning into the most bizarre experience of the whole trip.
We are sitting at the bar. People keep turning up. A party of 10 just showed up from the lake district for a 30th birthday party. An Australian/French couple showed up for dinner - squeezed in. There are some Dutch people camping outside in the front garden.
We are working our way through the Black Isle Brewery beers. I think we may be zig zagging up the road tomorrow. Angus is next door practising his accordion.
A group of 3 more cyclists are showing up shortly - one is here already.
Dinner is at 7.30 - Venison.
This is just pure dead brilliant :-)