I made it to Ayr on the west coast of Scotland to the house of a colleague. I slept very well finally waking up at 8.45 and got off about 10.30. The going was problem free. I even stopped off at Penryth to buy a cup that I forgot to take. Once in Scotland my gps did itself proud for once taking me on a twisty B road most of the way from Dunfries complete with goats wandering across the road. I stopped by the road in a village and watched a bride and her father driven on the back of a horse drawn carriage off to get wed. However gps Emily disgraced herself by taking me on a wild goose chase to some pub car park in the middle of Ayr then could not seem to find the place of this newly built house. ‘now proceed off road’ she tells me when she has completely given up. Even Google street view shows the wrong house. But I made it thankful to see a dim hand waving inside as I pulled up rather trepidously in someone’s drive. Four hours riding with just a couple of short breaks and I feel tired. After today the adventure really begins and I’m mot too hopeful about finding these campsites with postcodes alone.
I finally found this lovely little tents only site. After going up and down this stretch of busy road the owner came out to stand by the road and greeted me by name. We are close to Barnard Castle where I’ve picked up meat garlic and Ginger and vegetables for stirfry.