Leaving Kelso involved much trial and error but eventual was on right road to Burick. Another amazing ride passed estates, over stone bridges, pass aggressive sheep and by early afternoon arrived at Burick. A fortress city o
f walls, steep cobblestone lanes and 86 year old Jock, who has been farming his city allotment for 61years.
Ok I am lost! Are we in England or Holland? Because Imwas certain you were in Amsterdam on June 5! Did I read the map upside down? Where am I today?
ReplyDeleteHa ha Bucky, tricked you as a man of mystery my blog is always two sometimes there days behind where I am
ReplyDeleteI understand! There have been times in my life when I felt inwouldvpass myself on the highway!
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