Claremont Road

And so after a 22 km walk through North Dunbartonshire along the lower reaches of the Campsie Fells, I transported the crew homewards; dropping her and then Baz and the Herbmeister at sunny Madgalene Towers, I headed off along the coast, intent on a chicken tikka masala she had pressed upon me as being surplus to requirements. As I was stopped at Seafield, I thought about a wee look to see what Cigs action there might be - Wingpig had told me the van moved shortly after I blipped it and I hoped it might be there; home for the weekend. 

And lo! There it was. Slightly further up; facing up the hill this time. So now we have an up and down pair of Cigs shots for Claremont Road. 

A hot bath and a cold beer followed shortly after.