Between Stobo and Broughton, there is a stretch of wild empty countryside that feels the most isolated part of the John Buchan Way between Peebles and Broughton. Even with darkening skies, it remained a place where I could relax as I hiked and I still had time to photographically capture the most alluring scenes of the entire trail. That was before a shower overtook me on the way down to Broughton but so much had been gained that I did not feel short-changed in any way even if more countryside would have been photographed. Broughton was drying out when I reached it and I awaited a bus back to Peebles in dry weather. After a grey start, the day became sunny and the sun returned after any rain. It might have been a metaphor for my life at the time but the recollections of delightful sights are what remain now.