Two days left. Maybe 30 miles. A pleasant walk from Dboyna to Banchory along back roads.
Attached to it was a new restaurant called the Bus Stop which was an American Bistro and not that bad. Medium ribs (I was getting full of fish and chips and haggis). I did manage to find a dive bar across the street where the patrons were arguing about betting and odds. I absolutely could not understand every third word. To replicate the conversation, fill your mouth with marbles and spew out random constanants 10 or 20 at a time. There, you’ve got it.