Wanlockhead

I snuck over the border to deliver SNP leaflets around Wanlockhead. A lovely day so we just walked over. The girls quickly got used to the idea of stopping at every house and I discovered wee corners I'd never seen before. When I got down to Meadowfoot a chap stopped to offer me a lift thinking I had had a night out and left the car in Sanquhar and was walking over the hills to pick it up. Thankfully not. As we got back up into the village and up to the old station there was the most terrific sunset deep violets and pinks. Dusk by the time we returned over the broken cattle grid back onto home turf.