Woke to another showery morning, and set off into Kircudbright, looking for a bit of culture. Went to the Toll Booth art centre for an audio visual of the towns arty history, after which we had look round Broughton House, the home of the artist, E A Hornel.
Bought some Kircudbright Queenie's (small local scallops to you and me).
Paid a brief visit to Dundrennan Abbey, founded by the Cistercians in 1142, and where Mary Queen of Scots spent her last night in Scotland, before passing the Wicker man pop festival sight, (remember the classic film).
E A Hornel's house
MacLellans castle
Dundrennan Abbey
The Wicker man (nothing like the original)
Arrived in Kippford mid afternoon and settled into the camp site of the same name. Come the evening, we met up with some friends who we have not seen for 34 years. Had a meal at the Anchor, Kippford for a very enjoyable night of reminiscing.
Once again, it was throwing it down this morning, which could well be our last day in Scotland, looking at the forecast. Braved the elements and walked over the Muckle to Rockcliffe, climbing the Mote Of Mark, a couple of miles along the coast. As we walked back into Kippford the rottweiler was off the lead and spying a sausage dog the other side of a gate, went into full attack mode. She came off worse with a bitten nose (serves her right really). The sergeant major who owned the sausage was very apologetic even though it was not really his dogs fault. Ate the Queenie's for lunch, and very nice too.
View from the site and below, what a sight.
Rockcliffe from the Mote of Mark - site of a Roman Fort
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