CHAPTER III 



THE VALLEY OF THE KEN 



'HOUGH little known to the 

 ordinary tourist, there are few 

 of our rivers more lovely or 

 more interesting than the 

 Ken, lying as it does away 

 from the beaten track, in 

 what may be called Scot- 

 land's appendix, Galloway — 

 that land of sparse habitation 

 and blue distances. 



Always beautiful, the 

 scenery of this river is much 

 varied, having in places a classical grandeur pecu- 

 liar to itself. The dark, weird pools, covered with 

 their fine interlaced foam-patterns, amid settings 

 of magnificent rocks and background of wood or 

 moor, form many pictures to delight the eye of the 

 fortunate being who wanders along their banks. 



