Glamourously Guey dressed to kill...
Thence more flat, wind fuelled (in all senses) miles...before hitting Scotland, yippee, great weather, excellent roads...Reddy got too excited, singing rubbish about Yogi bear.
In pm rain and a tiring push to Stair thro' rainbows and more stunning scenery.
An evening massage had the Boys squealing like girls as Ian (forearms like Popeye) and Dawn(thumbs like iron) stripped every painful knot...
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Location:Loreburn St,Dumfries,United Kingdom
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