July 2022

30th

As I lay in a friend's bed, I became aware that the sun had been burning me red for the past several days. On that particular day, I resolved to walk from Banff to Gardenstown.

After a long roadside walk I arrived in Gardenstown.

I took a ride with a woman going to McDuff. I was glad to get out of Gardens town.

I learned of a man losing his faith while karaoke-ing in MacDuff Harbour on my way to Banff.

28th

Placed my tent near Huntly Castle.

Ancestral home of Clan Gordon.

27th

After bidding farewell to Harry, I crossed the Tay Bridge.

The footpath, which was situated between two roads, was a long journey; however, I was relieved to have reached its conclusion.⁣

There was a café and car park on the opposite side. There was a blonde German woman waiting, but she wasn't waiting.

Proceeded eastward along the coastal path.

It took a long time to get out of Dundee after taking the bus into the city. The place makes me feel uncomfortable.

I took two rides to get to Scone, stopped at a pub, and then took two rides out of Perth. Following three rides, I arrived in Huntly.

26th

I visited Harry's camp site with him.

Me and Harry embarked on a sunset stroll along the beach following our fish and chips dinner. Harry successfully ascended a stone.

I was uncertain about Harry's intentions; for a brief moment, I perceived his alternate demeanour, which suggested that he believed I was a truly evil individual.

25th

Rested at Harrys today.

24th

A trip to Huntly Castle. I calmed down and let go of stress in Coopers Park.

The Royal Oak, a nearby Huntly pub, was a shithole, and the patrons were rude and unpleasant. I hitchhiked to Stonehaven, where the rain was pouring down. After meeting me, Harry took me to his house in Carnoustie.

22nd

I got up early, packed my tent, and started walking north again.

I travelled on foot four miles to reach Pennan, a tiny seaside village.

The German lady at the hotel was crazy; she only filled up my water bottle halfway.

When I got to Banff, I found a nice bar called the Castle Inn.

It's remarkable that the landlord buys rounds of drinks for his guests.

21st

Wake up a few miles north of Peterhead.

The long, straight road to the Broch (Fraserburgh) was frequented by police cars. Later, I was informed that this was done to safeguard an oil refinery from protesters against climate change.

Walking north, I noticed a small camper van stopped on the opposite side of the road. Curious, I approached and was offered a lift by a man named Harry, whom I had seen at the Calley, a pub in Peterhead, the previous evening. Took me to the Broch, where I discovered a delightful bakery named "Bruce" in the town. Subsequently, I proceeded to the Ship Inn, which is situated by the harbor. In the vicinity of the bar, I encountered an individual whom I had previously encountered at the Waverley bar in Peterhead.

He walked into the bar with me, bought me a beer, greeted me, and said, "Welcome to the Broch." In this location, the men consumed drams of whisky, which were followed by a half pint of larger ale. I went for a stroll across the harbor an hour later.

Then, grudgingly, I left the Broch to carry on walking along the eastern highland coastline.

The wildflowers along this coast are so pretty.

Meaningful locations for contemplation. At Rosehearty, I spotted a lookout tower.

The final stretch of coastline was traversed today.

Dundarg Castle.

In the evening, I set up my tent on New Aberdour Beach.

I enjoyed my coffee. I got water from a spring.

A lone creep approached my tent to try to see me, but other than that, I slept soundly. Being so close to the sea was both calming and emotional.

20th

When I set up my tent in a field close to Stirling, I was unaware that there were coos there.

I walked up through the Bridge or Earn.

I hitched up to Peterhead.

Visited the Waverly bar and was followed around town by "strangers." Locals were confused and talked about a "wee chocolate girl."