Only crossed into Scotland about 10 miles ago, no sign, just a small road crossing a small stream, the "River Sark." And flat farmland here near Carlisle. Speaking of Carlisle, Ecclefechan has two claims on fame: birthplace of Thomas, and also the Ecclefechan tart (butter tart stuffed with almonds, raisins, currants, etc.) Sadly not on menu of the country home turned badly into my hotel, grounds now hold trailer park, time share apts. Once owned by a cousin of Winston Churchill who stayed here back when.
But a nice day for riding, rain early am, turned sunny and warm, some nice farmland valley riding, undulating of course until flattening. Another bike path disappointment, a dirt trail with poor signage, though it did feature this bizarre milepost, courtesy Royal Bank of Scotland.
Sunny sky went away later in afternoon, drizzle started as I ate dinner.
Ecclefechan is also just a few miles south of Lockerbie.
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