Scotland at last
02.09.2012 - 03.09.2012 14 °C
The lovely owners of the campsite at Temple Sowerby kindly donated our site fees to the RNIB. This site, part of a working farm, is one of the best we've stayed at. We said goodbye to "Harriet" the highland cow, who had kept us company all night in the next field.
We soon passed the site of Hadrian's wall - although in this section there's not much to see. We had sunday roast at a pub in Brampton - I had forgotten it was sunday - you lose track of the days of the week. Soon out of Brampton the roast lunch was telling us to go to sleep in front of the TV, instead of climbing hills, and dad had an attack of the 'bonk' otherwise known as jelly legs, and needed to stop for 10 minutes to replenish the blood sugar levels. After that, Scotland seemed a long time in coming, but we finally got there (see picture).
I haven't been to the Scottish borders before but it's beautiful country. The road to Eskdalemuir and Ettrick is single track, but newly surfaced - maybe for all the timber trucks. Very easy on the behind after 8 days in the saddle. There's lots of forestry land here, some of it clear cut in swathes. Ah well - it'll grow again in 40 years.
The last section was an 8 mile descent into Ettrick - hitting over 40MPH!!!! We got to a campsite to find it was the wrong one - the one we wanted was 3 miles further on. Still downhill though. After a false sighting of the mother ship, we finally got to the right campsite, and a welcome rest day for monday. Mick, befriended on the campsite, then had a go at teaching Chris and Will to Fly fish. Will did catch one (without realising it) but it was small and needed to be put back. As he put it he taught that fish a valuable lesson.