SCOTT’S VIEW

Sir Walter Scott loved the Borders landscape, history and people with a passion.  He was the most popular writer of his age, when he died his funeral procession was over a mile long.  It took his body from his home at Abbotsford to his tomb in Dryburgh Abbey, down the hill to your left.  

Tradition tells how his horses stopped here on the way, just as they had done when their master was alive so he could enjoy his favourite view.

Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my own, my native land!

Sir Walter Scott
The Lay of the Last Minstrel