For my final day of touring Southern Scotland with Barbour, I suggested we head east from Ayrshire and finish our adventure with a visit to Peebles, a Royal Burgh and historic market town in the Scottish Borders.
Peebles seemed a fitting place to end our journey as it offers a little bit of everything and showcases all that is great about Southern Scotland in one location.
Its position straddling the River Tweed ensures pretty scenery, independent shops and galleries line the main streets, the Old Town provides some history and Glentress Forest is the ideal place to enjoy some outdoor activities. All this and it's only 23 miles south of Edinburgh!
Before reaching Peebles itself, we just had to include a stop at the nearby Neidpath Castle, which is easy to miss if you don't know it's there. If you are lucky enough to get a parking place at the adjacent lay-by, it is well worth pulling over to investigate the idyllic setting of this historic building.
Dating mostly to the 14th Century, it is privately owned by the current Earl of Wemyss. Although it is not open to the public, there are trails along the River Tweed that offer photogenic views of the castle and we decided to follow a path that snaked along the picturesque riverbank towards the eerie Neidpath Tunnel.
A shallow spot in the River Tweed also offered a fun opportunity to try out my new Barbour wellies. I can confirm that they kept my feet nice and dry!
Steam trains must be one of the most iconic modes of transport to travel by, but despite watching many a steam train puff by me, I've never actually journeyed on one before. So when I was invited to experience a Sunday outing from Edinburgh along the Borders Railway to Tweedbank on the historic Royal Scot, I couldn't wait to be transported back to an era when train travel was much more of a refined and romantic way to get around than it is today.
I didn't even realise you could go on a steam train from Edinburgh until now but thanks to the recent reopening of the Borders Railway line, steam train trips have become a popular way to get a taste of Southern Scotland.
As Mr Adventures Around Scotland and I made our way to the departing platform at Edinburgh Waverley Station, we were met by excited fellow passengers and train enthusiasts all waiting for their first glimpse of the steam train pulling into the station. Built in 1927 by London Midland & Scottish Railway, the Royal Scot was originally used for their fastest passenger routes from London to Birmingham and Manchester to Glasgow.
She has an interesting history, including being shipped complete with carriages for an appearance at the 'Century for Progress' exhibition in Chicago in 1933 and touring the USA before being returned to Britain and eventually retired from service in 1962. After being a static attraction at both Butlins and a steam museum, she subsequently received a complete overhaul which saw her return to steam on a main line railway in 2015.
On her arrival, we were given time to take photos and admire the shiny green locomotive that was about to take us on our journey south. With all the buzz on the platform, it really felt as if we were about to do something special.
Just to add to the romance and luxury of the trip, we were booked in for the premier dining experience and as we got settled in our comfy seats at our own table, we were welcomed with a glass of Prosecco and I kept thinking, this is how all my Sundays should start!
After Dumfries and Galloway I had to cross the country from the west coast to the east coast and as my mum and husband were going to join me for a few days, I broke the journey with an overnight stay at my parents in Glasgow. After almost a week camping I was very appreciative of a comfy bed and hot bath!
The following day we set off towards the Scottish Borders and made an impromptu stop at Crichton Castle, which isn't on the coast but seemed a good place to take a break before lunch. This was the first time I had visited the castle and was immediately wowed as we approached. An impressive spot and an impressive ruin, it must have been some spectacle in its day.
The interior was unique to anything I have ever seen in a Scottish castle before which made it really stand out for me. A diamond-faceted facade inspired by Italy and in particular the Palazzo dei Diamanti in Ferrara, makes Crichton Castle that bit more unusual. I've visited many, many (many!) castles in Scotland over my lifetime and this is definitely one of the more memorable ruins and now added to my favourites.
As there were now 3 of us (and Willow), we decided it was more practical to get an apartment rather than camp and found a fantastic 2 bedroom flat on Airbnb in the historic town of Greenlaw in the Scottish Borders. At only £50 per night, dog friendly and 30 minutes from the coast, it was ideal. It turned out to be a great little apartment and the village was nice and peaceful, I would highly recommend it as a budget base for exploring the southeast of the country.
It was then time to start exploring the east coast and after temporarily crossing the Border to England, I was back on my Scottish coastal adventures and enjoyed a lovely evening in Eyemouth.
On my recent trip to the Scottish Borders I was fortunate enough to have one of those spectacular and memorable experiences which occasionally come with being a travel blogger, which I assure you isn't normally as glamorous as you might think. Although staying at the Hope Scott Wing of Abbotsford House is every bit as glamorous as you might think!
An extension to the original private home of Sir Walter Scott and the former living area of his descendants, it has now been refurbished and opened as luxury accommodation. Available on a self catering basis for up to 15 people, it is possible to hire all or part of the wing for yourself. There is also a bed and breakfast option, subject to availability.
I stayed here along with my fellow Scotlanders as part of our Borders Railway campaign and it's fair to say we were all lost for words, which was definitely a first for our normally chatty group. On arrival we were taken on a tour of our accommodation by the fantastic and passionate House Manager, Marianne. We followed her around excitedly on a goggle eyed tour of our private wing, in amazement at the number of lavish rooms we had to ourselves.
Decorated with some of the family's belongings, furniture and artwork, the whole place has an authentic and historical feel which at times makes you wonder if you have actually stepped back in time or onto the set of a period drama.
Sympathetic grand design and modern convenience is how I would best describe the decor and facilities. The seven luxury en-suite bedrooms are individually designed with period style pieces and furniture while the HUGE bathrooms have modern roll-top baths and walk-in showers.
There is Wi-Fi throughout and although some might appreciate a TV within the bedrooms, I would have personally been happy to do away with mine as it felt too out of place in the stately surroundings!
My own bedroom was literally fit for a princess and named after one, the Queen's aunt, Princess Alice to be precise. One of many notable visitors and distinguished guests that also included Queen Victoria and Charles Dickens. Incidentally, Queen Victoria was so impressed that she chose to model her own home in Scotland, Balmoral Castle, on Abbotsford’s Scottish Baronial style.
I always feel a bit conflicted when people tell me their travel plans for Scotland. More often than not they commence in Edinburgh or Glasgow and involve a journey north, following a predictable although rewarding route. While I don't want to deprive anyone from immersing themselves in the Highland scenery they have been dreaming of for months, years or even a lifetime, a big part of me is still desperate to tell people to abandon their plans and explore many of the underrated but equally as amazing areas of Scotland instead.
The Scottish Borders is a prime example of an often overlooked regional gem. This part of the country is so steeped in history, tradition and legend that i really believe a visit here should be squeezed into every Scottish travel itinerary.
With the opening of the new Borders Railway in September, the area will open up to train travellers who will be able to depart from Edinburgh and arrive in the Borders in less than an hour, so there really is no excuse now to miss this area out on your trip to Scotland!
In anticipation of the new line opening, I recently spent a weekend in the historic town of Melrose as part of a Scotlanders and Visit Scotland collaboration. My remit was to experience the wide variety of activities that will be available to a new wave of passengers arriving at the final stop in Tweedbank, the nearest station to Melrose.
I have always associated the Scottish Borders as an area with a rich tapestry of history, however as I found out it is also a draw for outdoor adrenaline adventurers, food lovers and culture vultures looking to escape the city.
My first real holiday to the region was around 20 years ago and I have periodically returned since, always thankful to see little has changed over the past two decades. In some places progress is welcomed and often much needed in order to survive, however the Scottish Borders is not one of those places. The towns have remained charming, the houses still historic, traditional events thrive, independent shops survive and rule, ruins remain standing, the grass is still vividly green and the hills continue to roll. For me, the draw of the Scottish Borders is it's unchanging and timeless quaintness.
However, on this visit I wanted to find out what else the area has to offer other than historic appeal and found myself with a variety filled weekend, proving there really is something for everyone.
My experience of Go Ape, Peebles
It's just after 9am on Saturday morning and while most sane people are still easing their way into the day, I'm teetering precariously on the edge of a small platform deceivingly high up a tree trunk in Glentress Forest. The longer I stand and contemplate the rationale behind what I'm about to do, the more the forest floor seems to recede below me.
After checking and rechecking (and triple checking) that my lifesaving harness is correctly attached to the safety wire I take a leap of faith into fresh air and begin to swing Tarzan like towards a cargo net at considerable speed, remembering at the last minute my instructor's advice to relax my body and resist the temptation to grab on for dear life. A couple of bounces later and my momentum carries me back towards the dangling rope climbing frame that I somehow manage to haul myself up towards the next tiny platform. My ungainly effort may not qualify me as a GI Jane but I survived and at that moment I feel an adrenalin fuelled invincibility and ready to take on the world, well the next challenging obstacle at least!
Each of the 5 course sections grow increasingly difficult and every journey down a zip wire culminates with me being dragged backside first up a pile of wood chippings which seem to accumulate inside my trousers in the most uncomfortable of places. By the final section some sort of delirium has taken over and I begin to laugh uncontrollably to the point I am struggling to see for my watering eyes and stupidly opt to attempt the extreme crossing when given the choice of a less painful route. I decide I must be some sort of sadist because I'm having the time of my life!
A couple of hours of limb twisting challenges later and soggy with sweat and tears (of laughter/joy) I triumphantly reach the final zip wire and with well earned bounding boldness I clip myself to the safety line one last time. As I now fearlessly step off the last platform and soar 325 metres across the expansive valley and reservoir below, I embrace the liberating feeling that comes with flying through the skies without a barrier between me and the rushing air. All too quickly my moment of airborne glory comes to an end and I find myself landing like an upturned turtle in the most ungraceful way possible and collecting a final gathering of wood-chips in my trousers. I can't remember the last time I have laughed as much and although I may have lost all dignity, I have gained a renewed confidence and a generous pile of bark for my garden!
It’s Saturday lunchtime and the spring sun is shining over a small rugby stadium in the Scottish Borders. Local teams take to the field as vocal groups in fancy dress start to make their way through the turnstiles and join the growing crowd. Tweed jackets and country dress casual weave in between the occasional kilt and rugby top and the queues at the various alcohol tents start to grow.
Picnic blankets and baskets appear as everyone gets comfortable for the day ahead.
This is the Greenyards and the event is the Melrose 7s. A rugby tournament with the picturesque Eildon hills as a backdrop, set in the historic Scottish home of Rugby Sevens. Founded here in 1883 it is variant of rugby union, with much shorter matches featuring 7 players instead of 15. Now popular around the world, it currently features in the Commonwealth Games and will make it’s summer Olympic Games debut in 2016.
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