I woke up with that sinking “Oh, it’s the last day of my holiday” feeling. The past few days seemed to pass very quickly, yet I had packed so much in and seen a lot of the Northern Highlands driving North Coast 500. Once at Brora, I felt I was in more familiar territory. I pulled back the curtains, and it was a beautiful clear day. I looked out at the Moray Firth towards my home town, Nairn. Continue reading