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Coast & Castles Day 4 - Montrose to Aberdeen

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  Well I’ve had many great (and terrible!) days on my bike, but that was right up there with the best! The weather, the route, the scenery and 2 of the best places I’ve ever been to…☺️ As yesterday, the bright light shining through the threadbare curtains signalled that the weather forecast was spot on (Dec thoughtfully sending me it at 4 in the morning when he’s up for his old man, recent hip replacement knee with unconcealed rage…) and it was a tough decision on what gear to put on. It had been cold last night, so it was only 3-4 degrees outside now but would get warm (well warm for Aberdeen in March!) later on. Deciding to layer up but have bib shorts and short sleeve base and top just in case, I packed the bags and headed for breakfast. Although the hotel was frankly shit (but only £40…) they had advertised that Arbroath smokies were on the breakfast menu. Unfortunately they had “just” run out and seeing the state of the cooked breakfast they’d just served up at the next table ...

Coast & Castles North Day 3 Dundee to Montrose

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  What a difference a day makes! Woken just after 7 by the sunshine streaming through the curtains I’d left open last night, it looked liked the weather gods were on my side today! I knew it was going to be a short day on the bike, only around the 40 mile mark and I’d pushed onto Dundee yesterday in order for me to have the morning “off” and I’d get the miles done in the afternoon. With the bike packed in the room again and the consumption of a hearty breakfast, I was out into the sunshine and climbing away from the Tay just before 9am. I was heading for a place the 10 year old me would have been beside himself with excitement to visit. Rewinding back to 1981-2 and the tangerine side of Dundee (United) were pulling up trees in the Scottish premiership and in Europe. Jim McLean’s team featuring players like Paul Sturrock, Morris Malpas, Davy Dodds and Hamish McAlpine, absolutely captivated me and they became my second team. Somehow in a pre internet age, my mam got hold of a replica...