Cycling day 42: Stonehaven to Carnoustie
Much of today was spent battling a headwind. I suspect this will be the case for many of the days following the coast now. I guess it helps make it a bit harder in the absence of any substantial hills.
When I reached Montrose I saw a parade of bagpipers followed by the town’s beauty queen and princesses. Shortly afterwards, though behind a fence that I couldn’t see over, I encountered the venue of Montrose’s Highland Games, so I suspect that this is where they were heading. There were certainly lots of local people flocking there.