The facilities were less than inviting so I pressed on
and was very soon passing the Burns Memorial.
Many of the buildings, even of domestic scale were constructed of the very attractive local stone
so how did Tesco get planning permission for this appaling elevation in Kilmarnock?
Soon I got out to the west coast, and started heading up towards Gourock for
the ferry to Dunoon.
The ferry crosses the mouth of the Firth of Clyde, and was the only mechanical assistance I had on the journey. It avoided having to go through Glasgow, and as it didn't actually take me nearer John O'Groats, I didn't feel I was cheating. The cost was a very reasonable £3.00. The yellow bulk of my panniers is just visible in the bottom right of this photo.
The ferry crossed to the western shore, and I left behind the gentle lowlands of the past two days.
The road from Dunoon heads up past Holy Loch
and at Stratheck Country Park, I felt for the first time I was really in the hills. Also for the first time, this was my introduction to the infamous Scottish midges. Mercifully, this campsite was as clean and well run as the previous one wasn't.
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