One of my favourite local beaches is at Largo Bay in Fife, the photo above is of a rock pool there. I took the photo today, we swithered about going there or going to Falkland Palace for a walk around the gardens there to see what was blooming, but when I had a look at the National Trust ‘ What’s on at Easter’ section I realised that they were having an Easter egg hunt there today. So that was definitely to be avoided as it sounded too much like mayhem to me.

So Largo Bay it was then, it’s a good beach for a walk and has a nice mixture of sand and interesting stones to look at, I find sandy beaches quite boring. They don’t actually drill for oil in the Firth of Forth, these oil rigs are just being floated off to their final destination in the North Sea after having been built fairly close by.

We must have walked further along the beach than usual because neither of us had ever spotted that there was a path above the beach, I just caught a glimpse of this ruined house and climbed up the bank to investigate.

The path was obviously a railway line before Beeching closed down a huge amount of the UK’s railway network in the 1960s. The photo below is of the village of Lower Largo in the distance.

The fields above the beach have horses and bulls in them, although Jack calls all cattle cows. He is so unobservant! Sadly they are just black bulls, nothing at all exciting like Highland cattle or Belted Galloways.

The bull below was not in the least impressed by being called a cow though, just as well there was a fence between us!