After a late start (due to some time spent looking around the Jedburgh Abbey) the pilgrims were starting to see the signs
Yep, we had more distance to cover than daylight left. Luckily we found a pub in Morebattle to seek refreshment while we waited for our taxi to come and get us. The taxi seemed like a good idea given the fact that the wind started picking up. We might be in for some tough weather… Anyway, a short ride to Plough Hotel in Kirk Yetholm and we were able to rest our weary feet.
I can’t speak highly enough of the staff at the Plough. The food was excellent and the atmosphere was, well, atmospheric!
Jedburgh is a lovely little place. We were staying in Spread Eagle hotel which was as architecturally hodgepodge as you would expect from a 17th century Inn.
The following morning we checked out the Abbey. It is one of the 4 ruined abbeys on our pilgrims’ path. It was magnificent.
After spending too much time wandering around the abbey we were on our way again. Things started to get more agricultural (scenery wise) with hay bales
Cows (with two white socks)
And badgers. OK, the Badger wasn’t doing so well…
OK, hurry up pilgrims we’ve got many more miles to do … (more to come)
We’re off! St Cuthbert’s way is a pilgrimage from Melrose to Holy Island in the Scottish Borders. We started by walking out of Melrose straight up a hill. Well, no point beating around the bush! Great views!
A bit misty/rainy but still lovely. Down the other side took us through some lovely forest.
Then along beside the River Tweed
Which, given all the fly fishermen about, must be good for trout and salmon. It is about the right time of year. Naomi made friends with the locals…
Before we got to a safe distance to be able to see the hills we climbed between first thing in the morning
We went between the second and the third ones from the left. We had the option of going to the top but when we were up there the weather wasn’t that good!
We finally ended up at the Harestanes visitors’ centre. We were still about 5km from our accommodation (in Jedburgh) so the pilgrims made a decision. … call a taxi.
While waiting, some of us stretched in a hope to ease the pain from the 32 kms walked already.
Tomorrow is a new day!
We start our walk in Melrose. The abbey here (besides being ruined ) is amazing and interesting. Many things make it significant.
It is large and impressive
You can dress up like a monk
And they believe that Robert the Bruce’s heart is buried here!
OK. Abbey #1 check. Time to get ready for the walk. Our last meal before we start will require a drink…
Can you guess which is mine?
Tomorrow we start walking. Fingers crossed for this old body…
Friends have convinced me to walk St Cuthbert’s way. A scenic walk from Melrose to Holy Island in the Scottish Borders. So, firstly we have to get there. We drove to Durham and stayed the night to get into the mood by visiting St Cuthbert’s tomb in the Durham Cathedral. From there, we drove further north to Alnwick. Here we stopped at Barter’s books. Situated in the old, disused, rail station, Barter’s is not just an amazing second hand book shop, but it is home to (one of) the original “keep calm and carry on ” posters.
Oh, they also have a miniature train running around the shop!
I don’t know if admitted this, but I love English post office boxes. The reigning monarch’s royal cypher dates them. Anyway, I thought these two looked great!
I was checking out the Botanical Gardens in Oxford when I looked up.
Time to go home!
Today I begun the process of reversing something.
It all started here:
So, bit by bit… next stop here:
Not so difficult. Next stop here:
At this point Kate objected, which leaves me here:
Well, I’m here until I grow it all back again. Although I think it makes me look old.
Now, why can’t I grow this on top???
Well, not quite. But one of the largest I’ve come across on this Island.
He was looking for somewhere dry to hang out after a small rain shower. I didn’t realise that he had a key to our place…
All I can say is the Victorians knew how to make nails! I found this while pulling apart some timbers from a victorian era house. 100+ year old nail, that makes it an antique doesn’t it?