Tank Wood and Gallow Hill walk

Another glorious day in Moffat and Blair and I went for a walk up Gallow Hill.  The hill lies just above my old High School and I bitterly remember cross country runs up there as part of PE classes.  More pleasant memories are of me taking my long dead companion, Sheba, on a walk and of me playing hide and seek with her behind the trees.

We approached Gallow Hill via Tank Wood and the sun was shining through the trees.

When on the Hill itself, the path was quite badly eroded in some parts and there were many fallen trees that we had to climb over or clamber under (we wondered why the paths hadn't been cleared). 

We collected some lovely pine cones which we plan to dry and use at Christmas.  I hoped to point out the Gallow Tree to Blair when we were making our return but I couldn't remember where it was - or whether it even still existed.   

Once off the hill we continued the walk by taking a detour along the waterside and met Mum at Ariete for coffee.