Day 121: Mull of Galloway to Portpatrick
The Rhins are so lush, with endless rolling green hills, each topped with a wind turbine, whirring round on another blustery day. I can’t help thinking of telly tubby land. Quiet roads lead to Clanyard, before heading cross-country to Port […]
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