Alan McQ, Allan, Billy, Davie C, Davie Mc, Hugh, Paul, Rex, Robert
Cairn Table in the background |
After half an hour we were at the Sanquhar Bridge, which we
crossed, and followed the old road up to the bench. We’ve taken coffee here in
the past, but Alan suggested that since he was going to take us down to the Bible
Stane as a wee diversion, and it was only two hundred yards away, we delay
coffee until we reached it. You’ve heard of Jimmy miles, but these are nothing
compared to Alan yards. On and on we went over rough stuff. Alan had taken us
off-piste and just as we were getting well and truly piste off we came across
the stone, complete with bible in a cavity, and sat down for refreshments.
From there we found the track we should have taken which led
us easily back on to the Sanquhar road. In future don’t turn off at the bench
but continue up to the wee cairn and follow the track down to the Bible Stane.
Alan was banished to the pack and was not allowed to lead us for the rest of
the walk! Derval Davie took over! We continued up the old road until we
encountered another wee cairn which indicated that this was where to turn off
right up to Wardlaw. Underfoot was as dry as you could get so good progress was
made to Baird’s cairn at the top of the hill which was reached just after
midday.
Lunch was taken here in the shelter of the cairn as it was
exposed up there, and there was a chill to the breeze. However, the views across the landscape were excellent. As luck would have it, we
got a wee shower of rain as we were about to leave, but nothing significant. Retracing
our steps in fine weather back to the cars we arrived back at two o’clock,
having covered just over nine miles in three hours and fifty-five minutes.
The Coach House was closed so we decided to try the Black
Bull in Mauchline for FRT deciding that, given current restrictions, we would
just have to sit inside at different tables. However, as we approached the
front door we spotted a sign, that we had not bothered with before, saying that
there was a beer garden out the back. And, so there was, and a very decent one
too. The barmaid recognised us as long-lost friends and seemed genuinely happy
to see us. A relaxing hour was spent with the usual ‘high-class’ banter. The perfect end to a good day out in
unexpectedly good weather.
Lunchtime |
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The Bible Stane |
Heading up the road |