Drovers’ roads were for driving livestock to market. I would be walking on the Cross Borders Drovers Road which was once used to drive 100,000 highland cattle a year down to England. I had only to drive myself and my pack.
Tuesday 16th August 2016
I followed drovers’ road over hills and down to Peebles. Fairly exhausted so wanted a break. I ate haggis (veggie) on baked potato, then bought a new belt clip. Spent some time sitting in park and sewed new buckle firmly in place. Stocked up on food at Co-op.
Walked on along the road, cooked pasta on picnic bench, then climbed hill to ruined Castle Know where I was hoping to sleep. No suitable ground but a bench, so I spelt on that in my sleeping bag. It was atmospheric night – mist in valleys below.
This may have been my most trampish moment of the whole journey – this was the only night I slept on a bench. Another item checked off my bucket list!
Distance: 15.7 miles [view on map]
Spending: £21