Alan, Allan,
Davie C, Davie Mc, Gus, Jimmy, Johnny, Malcolm, Paul, Peter, Rex
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Bill Shankly's memorial. Pity about the use of the apostrophe. |
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Coffee stop on the way up |
The late
summer sunshine continued as we met at the car park at Glenbuck Loch. Having
chosen which cars would be left there we piled into the others and headed for
the parking area at Kames (or is it Kaimes?) where we were met by Peter.
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Davie is happy with his work |
The route
was our favoured one which follows the old Sanquhar road until the bridge,
before taking the path on the left and heading on to the open ground. Despite
the recent very dry spell, there was enough ‘moisture’ in the ground to make
good boots an essential part of the kit, but, as we started to climb, the path
soon dried out and progress was steady, albeit that the ascent was made at each
person’s own preferred pace. Fortunately a cool breeze helped make the walking
conditions comfortable. A short coffee stop was made to allow the group to
reassemble before the final push to the top was made. As the well was reached
(we’ve often wondered where the water comes from as it is so near the top of
the hill) some of our number, spotting that it was being overgrown, took time
to clear the debris away and allow the water to run clear. A good job done!
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Nearly there |
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Coo-eeee, we're up here! |
At the cairn,
time was taken again for, well, whatever was called for, before setting off
again at about midday. The views today were hazy but as we descended out of the
breeze towards Glenbuck the temperature was just about perfect. The open ground
which took us towards the track was still wet and boggy in places but soon we
were on good ground and made our lunch stop at the ‘bridge’ at about 12.45.
Your correspondent remembers usually taking lunch beside the ‘bridge’ but on
this occasion the preferred location was on the grassy banking opposite.
By this time
some of our drouthier members were beginning to hallucinate about cold pints so
our progress towards the loch was not delayed. As we skirted the water we took
time, as tradition insists, to rest a little in the wooden hide before heading
for the cars.
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Was it a temperature gauge that Peter found on the post? |
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Enjoying lunch in the good weather |
Back at Kames,the decision was taken to head to the Empire Bar for FRT. The banter was
good and it was only when the debate about the referendum got heated that red
paddles were shown and we took our leave. (As an aside, does anyone remember
the Yes/No interlude on Take Your Pick hosted by Michael Miles?)
Another
grand day out!
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