Our last full day of riding was to be a mixture of good weather while we crossed the Scottish Borders on minor roads on our way to our last stop just north of the Border near Carlisle.
The rolling hills of the Borders was just magnificent, with meandering burns and heather adding to the picturesque views all around. John led this stage, having been over the area before on the more minor roads to find the best views. The weather stayed dry, although still blowing, and I found this one of the best days for scenery. However, it was not to last and the rain returned as we got closer to our destination, which was combined with increasingly poor road surfaces that required maximum concentration to not veer into pot-holes or debris of one or another kind on the road. We were glad to arrive at our guest house as the rain got heavier and heavier.
The rolling hills of the Borders was just magnificent, with meandering burns and heather adding to the picturesque views all around. John led this stage, having been over the area before on the more minor roads to find the best views. The weather stayed dry, although still blowing, and I found this one of the best days for scenery. However, it was not to last and the rain returned as we got closer to our destination, which was combined with increasingly poor road surfaces that required maximum concentration to not veer into pot-holes or debris of one or another kind on the road. We were glad to arrive at our guest house as the rain got heavier and heavier.
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