Glasgow to Milngavie -10 miles

With breakfast eaten I headed back to my room and picked up my rucksack to stride out along the streets of Glasgow. I was somewhat surprised to note how heavy my rucksack felt and wondered if somebody had slipped a brick inside it without me knowing. I was looking for the river Kelvin that was to become my "friend" for most of the mornings walk. A path/ cycle way called the Kelvin walkway takes you northwards out of the city into the suburbs and eventually looses you at a business park. I eventually found my way and followed the walkway again that had now morphed into a much quieter "cousin ". So quiet in fact I never saw anybody else until I reached Milngavie. Milngavie is an odd place well geared up for the needs of the walker but lacking public toilets. I trecked to the town hall to make use of their facilities. A man playing a cross between a violin and a trumpet seemed to be doing well on the busking front.

I missed the rain however which started long after I arrived. Let's hope it over by the morning.