Hidden Glasgow Eaglesham Walk Sunday 1st June
Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 8:22 pm
Thanks to Poodie Cat for spurring me on to organise this (might not have happened otherwise )
A walk to and around the historic village of Eaglesham. Thanks to the foresight of an earlier generation of landlords who were anti-railway, the place doesn't have a rail connection and we will be getting the bus.
Meet at the stop for the 4A on the opposite side of the road from the Crystal Pallace pub in Jamaica Street.
Bus leaves at 10:55 , but best get there a bit earlier.
Should be a good day out , bring a packed lunch unless you want to trust to the local pubs.
As always, ALL WELCOME.
A few words from someone who passed that way 100 years ago:
"We go by the highway to the kirktown of Eaglesham; that is to say, if you be a member of the ancient and honourable (and glorious) fraternity of tramps. If not of that fraternity you take the romping motor ’bus and miss a lot of joys. Among these, the joy of exploring the wonders of Waterfoot, that fairy-haunted spot beloved of the brotherhood of Dick Tinto. Christopher North’s “lovely Earn” here merges into the White Cart, yet the two combined suffice only to make such a burnie as would “wimple ower a linn.” The leonine Christopher spent his boyhood by the banks of the Earn, and when an old man, and recalling the days o’ auld langsyne, he penned loving lines on the voices that were still, but which for him yet mingled with the gentle murmur of the Earn and the Cart. At Waterfoot, canny and philosophic Waltonians smoke their pipes and watch lazily the lines floating on the bosom of the stream, and artists transfer on to canvas or “Whatman” the sunlight that filters through the sylvan shades and plays on the ancient mill and the old grey bridge. Three miles along a country road which marches with the Cart brings the wayfarer to Eaglesham, still a quaint upland village and a health-giving spot, where the sun and the sharp moorland air will quickly mottle the pallid countenance with the pattern of the fern."
The Borderlands of Glasgow front by vinegartom40, on Flickr
A walk to and around the historic village of Eaglesham. Thanks to the foresight of an earlier generation of landlords who were anti-railway, the place doesn't have a rail connection and we will be getting the bus.
Meet at the stop for the 4A on the opposite side of the road from the Crystal Pallace pub in Jamaica Street.
Bus leaves at 10:55 , but best get there a bit earlier.
Should be a good day out , bring a packed lunch unless you want to trust to the local pubs.
As always, ALL WELCOME.
A few words from someone who passed that way 100 years ago:
"We go by the highway to the kirktown of Eaglesham; that is to say, if you be a member of the ancient and honourable (and glorious) fraternity of tramps. If not of that fraternity you take the romping motor ’bus and miss a lot of joys. Among these, the joy of exploring the wonders of Waterfoot, that fairy-haunted spot beloved of the brotherhood of Dick Tinto. Christopher North’s “lovely Earn” here merges into the White Cart, yet the two combined suffice only to make such a burnie as would “wimple ower a linn.” The leonine Christopher spent his boyhood by the banks of the Earn, and when an old man, and recalling the days o’ auld langsyne, he penned loving lines on the voices that were still, but which for him yet mingled with the gentle murmur of the Earn and the Cart. At Waterfoot, canny and philosophic Waltonians smoke their pipes and watch lazily the lines floating on the bosom of the stream, and artists transfer on to canvas or “Whatman” the sunlight that filters through the sylvan shades and plays on the ancient mill and the old grey bridge. Three miles along a country road which marches with the Cart brings the wayfarer to Eaglesham, still a quaint upland village and a health-giving spot, where the sun and the sharp moorland air will quickly mottle the pallid countenance with the pattern of the fern."
The Borderlands of Glasgow front by vinegartom40, on Flickr