Sunday, 1 June 2014
The ride from Glasgow was mostly a serious of gentle rolling green fields threaded by a quiet road I was following making my way to Larkhall where my great great grandparents lived and may have been buried. Wild camp in the neighbourhood field was pleasant. The following morning helped by a librarian and cemetery worker I had the satisfaction and sentimental pleasure of finding a family tree route
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