As we woke in Galashiels Ted looked through the curtains and announced, in a voice so lugubrious that it would make the second-coming sound a bit of an inconvenience, that "It's raining - hard". Amazingly, after breakfast, it was dry and in fact we had no rain for the entire four days ride. The road today was perfect, starting off along the Tweed then crossing the mountains on a deserted moorland road with curlew, oyster catchers, dippers and buzzards for company. A stonking tailwind blew us down to Dalkeith where we followed the Sustrans track right into the heart of Edinburgh and our hotel.
And this perfect rainbow too.
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