After my soaking on Sunday at the Distinguished Gentleman's
Ride I was keen for a more pleasant run. The weatherman could offer dry and
warm(ish) weather but no sun. This is something you have to accepted when you live in one of
the cloudiest places on earth. I headed southwest.
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Girvan Harbour - well, it started off bright |
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The coast road |
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Ballantrae (and the sun is still shining) |
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Misty in Port William |
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Fisherman statue surveys the sea in Port William |
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Lobster pots in Port William |
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Gloomy Isle of Whithorn |
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SV at Garlieston |
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The church in Wigtown. I've mentioned it before but it is
common to have the ruins of an old church in the grounds
of a newer one.
Here I helped the lady warden move cones that had been used
to control traffic at a big funeral earlier that day. So, I suppose, if I ever
get to the pearly gates I've got that going for me.
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Graveyards are always interesting. This one has
"martyr's graves" containing five locals who were executed during the
religious conflicts of the late 17th century. They include two women who were
tied to a stake and drowned in the nearby Solway Firth. |
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On a lighter note there is a memorial to a man who died in
1846. It states that he was "Removed in the midst of his usefulness"
It shows how language changes over the years. Also the stern warning
"Reader, be ye also ready". |
So, despite the dull conditions, it was a nice day out. At this time of year I try to ride when I can because I know there is a lot of crappy weather ahead.
Yes, a lot of crappy weather is coming. Our weather is usually pretty close to what you see as well even though you are a higher latitude.
ReplyDeleteI am glad you saw some brightness. Sometimes I prefer riding on cloudy days when through the hills so I am not fighting the changing lighting or sun in my eyes.
I really like the first pic, but I always seem to be a sucker for marina and boat pictures.
I know you like Girvan harbour so I included this. The main road runs right next to the harbour so I usually stop here.
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