



Feeling the need for some exercise in order to justify the beer and wine that would inevitably be consumed on Saturday night, Stu, Meredith 2 and I got inspired, packed ourselves a lunch, printed down some inadequate maps, and set off for Melrose.
Parked the car at Melrose, stepped out into the brisk wind (I'm being generous, it was bloody freezing), and caught a bus to Selkrik. We had decided to do a part of the 28 mile Abbey Way walk - Selkirk to Melrose, and then back to Stu's parents' cottage for the night.
1 comment:
That sounds delightful!
The beer looks pretty welcome.
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