Muck Fire

We had planned to muck out the poly tunnel, but the fire took all morning to put out.

In the afternoon we travelled into Hawick, did some shopping and picked up our friend. After half an hour at the farmhouse, we decided to go for a short walk in the Craik forest.

Our friend had come with us on our first failed attempt to get to Wolfcleuch waterfall, on the second attempt me and Charlie got there, and on the third attempt we took our friend to the waterfall. The overcast sky was a heavy grey, rain commenced upon arrive, but we were not deterred, enamoured by the forest's beauty we proceeded unabated.

We noticed so many footprints in the woodland floor since our last visit, trees had been pushed over the burn and stepping stones formed; just how many people had arrived since our last visit here; this place is usually not frequented much at all. Charlie lent our friend his wellies and walked through the burn and the forest bare foot. He stopped at a picnic table and ushered me and our friend to go ahead towards the waterfall. Returning, he had laid some food and drink on the table for us. We returned to our 4x4 wet.

Returning to the farmhouse all the sheep presented themselves on the verge of the paddock. Charlie prepared a barbeque, then left me to cook the food. We also invited a friendly neighbour, who enjoyed a four pack of Tenants larger.

We joked how British it is to enjoy a barbeque in the pouring rain. Charlie fed the sheep then took over cooking, he covered with tin foil, the food, from the downpour.