Alan, Allan, Davie Mc, Gus, Ian, Jim,
Jimmy, Kenny R, Kenny T, Paul, Peter, Rex, Robert
The morning was bright and dry, and
with no real rain for nearly a fortnight, the prospect of dry underfoot
conditions made for a pleasant change. We weren’t to be disappointed!
Setting off from Failford we, as a
group, followed the River Ayr Walk up through the gorge until the access to
Peden’s Pulpit. Jimmy, Kenny R and Gus decided to take a look, but the rest of
us, having seen it before, continued up the path. There were plenty of bluebells
on display, and as some paused to take pictures or just to take stock, the
group got scattered well before the steps to the lower riverside path were
reached. Peter and Allan stayed high whilst the rest went low and the twosome
took their time awaiting the arrival of Peden’s Posse.
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| Nearly there! |
They met up at the
second flight of steps adjacent to the bench, waited whilst breaths were caught
after the climb, and then set off at a leisurely pace down towards the
diversion at Daldorch. From here they could just see the rest of the guys 500m
in front of them as they headed left from the we windmill. We all met up at
the road-end at Yett, took coffee and made our way down towards Stair but
turning right on the road to Enterkine House. Passing the mill, we made our way
up through the grounds before turning left down to Gadgirth Bridge where we
took lunch at our usual spot. The temperature was warm at this stage and, being
out of any wind, lunch was very pleasurable. Apres lunch entertainment was
provided by the weans as they threw skiffers across the water and before long a
competitive edge took hold. Ian exhibited great technique and Peter was
nonchalantly good. Peter has challenged us all to a slate skiffing event in the
future!
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| Another view of the idyllic lunch spot |
From here we followed the riverside
path under Enterkine Viaduct back to Stair, where we paused momentarily, before
continuing on up the riverside path to where the landslips had occurred.
Because of the recent dry conditions, these were traversed without any great
alarm, although care still had to be taken. Good progress was made as we now
retraced our steps back to Failford, keeping high to ease the wearying limbs.
By the time we reached the cars, the temperature had dipped again, but we
couldn’t complain as we had had a good walk in excellent conditions. Eleven and
a half miles in four hours fifty minutes – not that anybody was counting!
FRT was taken in the Black Bull in Mauchline,
a very agreeable hostelry.
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