Borders: More Than Just Horses: My Day at the Selkirk Common Riding

I thought I understood the Scottish Borders. I’d walked the hills, explored the abbeys, and spent more than a few evenings in its cosy pubs. But I hadn’t truly felt the heartbeat of the place until last summer, when I stood in the pre-dawn chill of Selkirk’s ancient marketplace and waited for the Common Riding to begin.

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