We stopped a couple of times for a hot drink and Cairn found our sandwiches much more tasty than his biscuits. We continued along the Low Green and onto the Moor. Just behind Ravenspark Hospital there was a deer bounding through the long grass. We met a strange wee man carrying a huge doll that he had picked up from the council skips (maybe that's normal for Irvine).
The worst bit of the trail was passing the skips and into Kilwinning passed the factories. What a mess this is! Surely if North Ayrshire Council are promoting this New Town Trail they should enforce it to be maintained and cleaned up. Think I'll email them! Stephen walked to meet us after his run so he got slagged off about becoming a rambler.
Back into Eglinton Park
and poor wee Cairn started to slow down. I think his four legs were aching.
By this time the wind had died down and the sun was shining for
a perfect end to the day. We all went to the tearoom except John
who went to Braehead (he must have been keen) and Cairn who had to be
lifted into the boot of my car and lay down and slept. Cairn spent
the rest of the evening in his basket and whenever I mentioned the word
"walk", he just ignored me.
Photo: Irene Cahill
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