Wigtownshire Ramblers
20 August Stinchar Bridge Circular
Jim’s photo Cow Craig
A hired
minibus brought the majority of today's walkers to the walk start at Stinchar
Bridge. Guest walkers from Ayrshire and one from Stirling made the numbers up
to twenty three. Duncan
valiantly drove the minibus which initially carried Elaine, Frances, Isobel, Irene,
Allan, Peter, John, Audrey, Jacqui, Susan and Pam (who lives the other side of
Glasgow but who comes to Stranraer every third weekend). When we set off I was sitting next to the
window but found that I was sitting over the wheel and was feeling every
bump. I moved to sit next to Pam. I found out that she was renovating (with her
husband) the house left to her in Loch Ryan Street by her uncle who had died a
couple of years ago, aged 99. She said
he had cycled until he was 93 and I asked if his name was Willy Wallace. It was!
I told her that I had done Scottish country dancing with him for years,
that he was a great dancer and that he had also danced with Elaine and Isobel!
The
walk began along the tarmac road eastwards which eventually becomes the forest
drive through to Loch Doon. After one kilometre the bridge over the River
Girvan was crossed. The source of the Girvan and the Stinchar are close by on
the slopes of Ayrshire's highest hill, Shalloch on Minnoch. After crossing the bridge a stony uphill path
was accessed. Now heading south-east they reached the end of the path and took
to the heather. Here there is a feature marked on the map as Peden's Hut.
Alexander Peden was one of the leading forces in the Covenanter movement and preached extensively in the area. He'd often find rocky outcrops with small hidden dales or glens to hold his 'Conventicles',naway from the prying eyes of Claverhouses troops.
As height was gained, so the views opened up.
The day was a mixture of sun, cloud and breezy and Lochs Braddan and Skelloch
were the first stretches of water to make an appearance. An undulating climb and sometimes boggy
ground brought them up to Cow Craig, the first of a number of rocky peaks
reached today. With no discernible path the walkers now made their way over
wispy tussocky grass, ling and
bell heather to reach Rowantree Craig. Here a time out was taken to appreciate
the magnificent views to the east. Winding between Lochs
Riecawr, Brecbowie and Goosie was the forest drive where the vehicles
looked like toy cars and the distant peaks of Cairnsmore of Carsphairn and the
Rhins of Kells were crowned with mist and cloud.
After a distribution of sweets it was onward
and upwards. Sticking as much as possible to the high ground of a crescent
shaped ridge, Shiel Hill (508mtrs), the highest point of today's walk was
reached. From the triangulation pillar
the Ayrshire coastline and Lochs
Macaterick
and Slochy added to previously mentioned views. Far distant views were obscured by
mist.
After
another 500 metres of heather and tussocks a rocky outcrop above the Nick of
the Strand was designated as today's lunch stop. Sheltered from the wind and
high above Loch Riecawr the sun emerged and welcome refreshments were taken.
After
lunch and with Craigmashinee before them they descended into the Nick of the
Strand. Here a trapped 'Happy Birthday' balloon was released and was last seen
heading eastwards high above Shiel Hill.
Quite
a number of oh's and ah's were heard as steady progress was made. One walker
fell up to her waist but was none the worse for the mishap. Light hearted
banter spread throughout the group. We had to go through some fairly tussocky,
boggy ground, with hidden water holes which Susan found twice! She was very chirpy about both incidents and she
certainly gave us a lot of entertainment!
Once on
terra firma, a zigzag path was followed to the summit of Cornish Hill from
where Ailsa Craig was now visible. A
bright open descent down the well worn path brought them past the Crawberry
Rock and to the ruins of Craiglour Lodge on the banks of the Stinchar. A plaque
states that
"Catherine Lawson was born here 11th November 1940". The sun was now
shining brightly and a number of walkers seemed reluctant to leave this idyllic lovely
spot.
The
last section through the forest, the picnic spot and the tumbling waters above
Stinchar Bridge brought to an end a unanimously agreed lovely walk.
I stopped to take photos of
the waterfalls near the picnic tables before rushing to catch up with the
others.
We settled back to face the long and
tiring drive back to Stranraer with no stop for tea and cakes at Glenluce as
had been hoped – we were too late as Duncan had to take the bus back - getting to the car park by 5pm. Duncan had had a real struggle with driving
the bus which had many quirks and we gave him a cheer when we arrived and all
agreed that we would NOT be using it again! MANY, many thanks Duncan!
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