Thankfully, there was no rain in the night and my little patch of not-as-wet-as-everywhere-else remained dry until the morning. Of course, there were some much better pitches 10 minutes further on, but sometimes you just have to make do with what you can find at the time.
Cross country for half of today’s route then roads to Kirkmichael. Coffee and cake at the village shop, although I was disappointed not to be able to get a sandwich or a veggie pie to take out. Tonight’s tea was soup and bread followed by cheese and biscuits.
I walked on 2 or 3 miles after Kirkmichael and hastily put up my tent when I could hear the thunder circling. The rain is gentle at the moment but I think there’s some weather brewing.