Day 9 - Scotland

We left Carlisle on functional but ugly A-roads, crossing the border in to Scotland at Greta Green, famous for its quickie marriages for under age couples. Fortunately for our other halves, we exited the town with our bachelor statuses intact.

Cue more unattractive a-roads, it was not until the final twenty miles in the run in to St Johnston that we finally started to see some of the stunning scenery that scotland's famous for.

Our kindly hosts offered to do a wash for us upon our arrival. Within thirty seconds team spongebob were butt naked with panniers also emptied of all washable kit. Thom barely remembered to put on his remaining pair of pants before handing over a groaning laundry basket to our bemused hosts.

Six hundred and twenty miles on the clock now. We've broken the back of the ride but the 'Queen Stage' is yet to come...

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