There are no trains to Kirkcudbright – Dr Beeching made sure of that back in 1966 when not only did he have the rails ripped up but he made sure it would be for keeps when he had the lovely old stone bridge over the River Dee taken down too. Sacrilege! He should have been sent to the Tower!
At least I was able to park my bott on one of the old sandstone blocks from the cruelly dismantled bridge while I had my lunch today —
In brilliant sunshine – with views of the River Dee and our art-deco power station in front —
and the bare beach trees on the old Iron Age Fort behind me —
it felt good to be out and about —
In the January sunshine with my camera again.
from-a-distance 