Alan, Allan,
Davie Mc, Gus, Johnny, Malcolm, Paul, Rex
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| Heading for the final push to the top |
The morning
was dry and the forecast good for our return to the Coran of Portmark. Leaving
the Green Well of Scotland just after 9.30 we made decent progress up to the remains
of the old mines where, as usual, we partook of coffee. Moving off the track
and onto the hillside, it became apparent that underfoot conditions would be slippy,
given the recent rain, but we ventured on regardless, negotiating the steeper
parts, and there were a few, with frequent view stops. Davie was well in front,
now there’s a surprise, and made the top at least 10 minutes before the usual
rear guard arrived. Up top (623m), the weather was dry with a wee chill to the
breeze, but we still hadn’t encountered the sunshine that was promised.
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| The Magnificent Seven? |
Davie wished
to do more but Rex had an appointment with his dentist and needed to be home by
the middle of the afternoon, so we said our cheerios to Davie and Holly as they
set off to go as far as Meaul (695m), and headed back down (for once) the way
we had come up. The descent had to be taken with care due to the slippery
conditions, and one or two trousers bore the evidence of a slip.
Nonetheless,
we were back at the ruins in little over forty-five minutes and had a restful
and leisurely lunch stop.
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| Remembering the day Jimmy took us down via Black Craig!!! |
The cars
were reached about half past one. Rex set off to get titivated for his
afternoon liaison (one wonders about the nature of the canal he was
getting rooted) and the rest of us, minus Davie of course, took FRT in the
Dalmellington Inn where we joined in the celebrations as one of the locals, who was
sitting next to us, saw a couple of his horses win races.
A good day
out!
1 comment:
Good to see Alan S back with us.
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