There’s little to see in the early morning mist and rain, so I follow the road to Garlieston rather than the coastal path. It also shaves a little off the challenging 30 miles planned for the day. The village is […]

I woke up just in time, as the wind is blowing rain into the tent through the open flap, which is quickly closed. I’m in no hurry today, so read for a bit until the rain eases off — The

The passing juggernauts failed to wake me, so it’s a bit of a late start. One of the reasons for enduring the A75 is to visit the two Neolithic burial tombs at Cairn Holy, dramatically situated in the hills at

The hillside campsite offers a sweeping morning view across the Kirkcudbright rooftops as the sun struggles to break through the clouds. There are rabbits everywhere, clearly comfortable with campers. I’m lucky to be here. My Sunday journey from home was

What a glorious morning. I woke in the night to see the red lights on the wind farms spread out across the horizon. There is no gentle easing into the day, with a strenuous but stunning early morning walk along

A cold night, waking to frosted grass and a clear blue sky. I’m packed and off by 7am as I have 27 miles to cover if I want to walk to the end of all three peninsulas in Auchencairn Bay

A short walk today so plenty of time to explore. I pass what remains of Wreaths Tower before rejoining my old friend, the A710. After a few miles I push through long grass to take a photo of Lot’s Wife

After a few miles on the A710, under grey skies, I turn off at Gillfoot and head into the Kirkconnell Flow Nature Reserve in search of red squirrels and a more interesting route. The path becomes boggy, my poles sinking

Criffel hill dominates the landscape. I pick my way down to the sea, clutching a hot coffee in the chill dawn, to watch the sunrise. There’s a lot of road walking today in order to cross Lochar Water stream. The