Day 3 - feel the burn

Yes,feel the burn,not the burn from having to climb up the mountain (I hope I'm right I'm thinking that's 1000ft) but from the relentles April Scottish sun,I am lobster boy while Gary looks like a fire enging,only more red.

Luckily up the mountain was a sign indicating we had reached the half way point ,praise be. I'm writing this in the Border Hotel in captain kirk yetholm where I have just had a bowl of Cullen Skink-I think it's the only thing I'll be eating from now on! I'm going to learn how to make it as soon as I get back.