Sounds like a wet one Bill!
I took the chance to nip down that way while I was on a car errand yesterday and got as far as Innerliethen where I could go no further due to the road being flooded out.
Certainly a lot of water in all the lower valleys and undoubtedly the right decision to postpone the camping.
I trust the water in petrol prob has been resolved?
Just recovering from the Scotland match here, I think my neighbours may have guessed I was watching by the shouts cheers and groans they could probably hear 
I have to feel sorry for the Aussie kicker but what an incredible bit of work by the Scots, 
Think I need to go for a wee lie down now!!
Aye Smudge,
Did we go to the same place?
Into Innerleithen and turn right. No problem apart from a shower of 'Hoorays' and 'Ruperts' brandishing 12 bores and wrestling dogs, whilst trying to throw something at birds sitting tight in a Sitka spruce plantation on a 40 degree slope. The Bros is so quiet they were all jumping off the road at the last minute or being spun by their dogs on leads, as the dogs took fright! One good old Lab, just stopped on the grass and the 'Rupert' fell over him!
There was also a VERY disconsolate policeman, sitting in a marked up van at the top cattle grid on the watershed afore the descent to Mount Benger, I eased the throttle, waved, nodded and carried on into the mist.
As for the rugby, Matt the moustachiode Gringo was obviously out of sorts and as I was drinking Marston's brown ale, whilst demolishing venison sausages, smoked back bacon, an egg, tomatoes and tatty scones the leaping about was muted and the verbals muffled!
However, I was finding it difficult to keep the grub in, as the grin split the fizog from ear to ear and the OZ team member in the studio looked pretty crocked by it all. Still a couple of 'tinnies' of XXXX and a couple of 'Leap Frogs' should see them hammer the Welsh in 'The Millenium'! Am I bovered?
Nah!
Cheery, cheery and get a good sleep, Bill.
