Day 6: Loch Ness to John O'Groats. It was a long day again. I knew it was going to be that way. The road to Inverness was undulating and had plenty of timber lorries on it. At Inverness you cross the new bridge, which is quite windy, like Bonar Bridge too. Being the Highlands and being on the coast, the ups and downs are bigger. So much so that I pushed the bike up Helmsdale and Berriedale. Lejog'ers will know how steep these are. The Commonwealth Games baton relay was going through Golspie, so I chatted to the police while eating 4 eccles cakes I'd bought locally - I needed the energy. The road doesn't have too many shops on it, so I had to get what rations I could, when I could. At Wick I ditched the bags and headed to John O'Groats. It was no quicker, just easier going uphill. John O'Groats was fairly quiet and I got some selfies before a guy took a photo for me. It was 144 miles today, a grand total of 875 miles.