Feeling Today: 👍😅
So Far: 360.38 miles, 119:17 hours
I sat in glorious morning sunshine in Moffat High Street waiting for my bus and took the opportunity to dry my socks. It seems that everyone who lives in Moffat knows everyone else – a very friendly place. They didn’t even seem to mind my socks.
You may see I’ve moved to ‘double-holster’, bought water bottles. I stupidly left my water bottle at the last b&b – the chap said he’d try and drop it off in Moffat which would have deserved inclusion in my ‘kindest people in Scotland’ list. He didn’t, so he doesn’t make the list.
Jos and I had arranged to meet at a small place on the Annandale Way called St Ann’s which worked well, in spite of the ‘village’ comprising simply a bus stop, a pothole and a bend in the Moffat to Dumfries road. Jos had driven up from London, dumped his car at our destination, and then negotiated a cab to St Ann’s, all by 11am.
We had an easy walk through farmland and along minor roads to get to Lochmaben and a welcome lager. My first walking company since Malcolm left me in Glasgow.
So tomorrow I’m back on to JOGLE proper; with no public transport and a full day’s walking, and accompanied by Jos and also Dave, another FatBlokeWalking who arrives this evening, hot-footing it from M&S Newcastle where I presume he’s been sorting out womanswear.
Following requests from Fergus and Agnetha, here’s a photo I’ve been keeping in reserve. Not so much a log pile, more a pile of logs ….