A Selfie at Manor Sware

It was my idea to go to Peebles today and do the walk His Lordship took two days ago with a walking companion. It sounded easy and straightforward when recounted to me, and indeed everything went as planned until we had occasion to take a signed path through the South Park wood at Manor Sware. This path soon disintegrated into several options, and confident that HL knew the correct path, I followed like a sheep to the slaughter.

It quickly became apparent that he didn't know the correct path. There is nothing less conducive to matrimonial harmony than to find yourself off any path, stumbling about in the undergrowth of an ill maintained wood, climbing over dead wood, wading through ferns and trying to avoid being blinded by low tree branches.
Eventually after what seemed an age he found the correct path and then confessed that he and his companion had also got a bit off piste  on Wednesday.

Nevertheless, wooed  by an ice cream and a sit down at a street café back in Peebles, we made it home on speaking terms.

The blip is at the view point at Manor Sware before we fell out in the wood!
My extra photo is of the scene from the view point with the Manor Bridge over the Tweed down below.