I woke to a rather dull morning as I finished my porridge and Golden syrup and headed out in the drizzle to cross into Scotland. At a corner shop I stocked up with about six snickers bars and numerous Milky Ways.Felt a bit embarrassed as I paid for them as the lady might think I some kind of chocoholic. As I crossed into Scotland via Gretna the skies opened up and it rained "cats and dogs" for the next 20 miles. Despite my waterproof clothing it was not a good experience. Character building maybe, good certainly not. I then began the long slow climb up the Nith valley through misty mountains past Drumlanrig castle to Kirckconnel. This was definitely a back of beyond area with few villages and no potential "watering holes". Even the houses had a tired grey look and I though that the Samaritans must be kept busy here. At last I reached my B and B. It was and old farmhouse with a kind couple who put me in an enormous family room and dried all my wet clothes by their wood burner. As there was nowhere to go in the evening they made me a meal and nothing was too much trouble. I soaked in the bath and reflected on my survival!
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