A stroll along Sandhead beach….

Not so much sunshine around today just little glimpses here and there but we cannot complain. Today we are visiting our last beach on The Rhinns, there are a few that we have missed as I just could not see a way of getting to them or access was blocked by some ‘coos’ but Sandhead here we come!

A wonderful long stretch of dune backed beach. Soft white sand and at low tide, literally miles of wet sand. There were a few people around at the village end of the beach.

Beyond the village perimeter our favourite kind of empty beach.

A couple of miles along the beach, we came upon a river dividing the beach of Sandhead from Luce Sands stretching back across to The Machars, much of this section was closed off for Military use.

A fitting end to our stay here on the Rhinns of Galloway – definitely a firm favourite region of our journey.

Two thoughts of the day:

The rest of Scotland has got quite a lot to live up to now!

Did I say? That poaching spoon I bought? Rubbish! The white oozed through the holes and the yolk was over cooked before the white all set and to cap it all you would have needed a chisel to get the white residue off! Suffice to say – I didn’t bother with the chisel they are in the bin!

Today? well Drumbreddan Bay of course….

Oh yes! Another corker of a day though please be assured I am not taking this sunshine for granted but hey! Well after spending a couple of hours sorting out my photos, a little jobette that I have neglected since mid March (well I have been busy!) we took a short drive and parked up at Low Clachanmore Woods. From there our destination was a good couple of miles walk along the lanes through open farmland – it is really quite lovely wandering along the lanes with no traffic and the only sound being birdsong, sheep and coos (nicely contained coos!).

There it is – Drumbreddan Bay, some lovely white sand, backed by stones in a sheltered cove.

I had taken a ball down for Poppydog but she was in luck and found an abandoned football – ideal I’ll just sit in the sun, block out her constant yapping and let her wear herself chasing the football about.

Though I did have to coax her back in from the sea as at one point I felt she had probably been in the water long enough, though she was blissfully quiet!

A lovely 5 mile stroll which we rounded off with a quick trip down to Port Logan to see it with the tide going out and in the sunshine – it certainly didn’t disappoint!

Two thoughts of the day:

Sometimes you just know when a photo is going to be breathtaking…

I have always hoped that maybe there was an artist in me and I just had to find the right medium – maybe it is this – capturing a moment?

A wander down to Port of Spittal Bay…..

Oh yes – it is sunny again – happy days! Today we are on our way to find the beach of Port of Spittal, somewhere just shy of Portpatrick, but first we have to sit in a cow-a-jam, so glad we weren’t caught in the middle of that little huddle!We ended up parking right down by the bay at the little hotel, Knockinaam Lodge (with their kind permission of course) and took a walk up to the cliff top footpath towards Portpatrick .

It was stunning up the top but unfortunately our walk was cut short as the footpath entered a field with – yep cows or should I say coos!! Ah well, guess we’ll have to go down and play on the beach instead!

And that we did, not the prettiest of beaches as it was stones and shingle rather than sandy but in a pretty little valley and we had it to ourselves.

I can think of worse ways to spend an afternoon!

Two thoughts of the day:

There is so much sky here – maybe that is why the sea is so blue?

Coos Coos I think I might be becoming paranoid or obsessed?

Corsewall Lighthouse and a couple of little bays on North Rhinns….

A rather splendid day again, still a bit chilly but so so sunny. Today we went to have a look at Corsewall Lighthouse at the very top of the Rhinns of Galloway.

Looking out over the Mull of Kintyre and the Isle of Arran the Lighthouse is now an hotel. There was no clear footpath but we wandered around the headland, watching the Gannets dive bombing and a ferry on its way off to Ireland.

After a while we moved on our aim – Dounan Bay, near South Cairn, a bit further down the western coast. After a pleasant walk down the lanes through open farmland we were almost there and guess what?

Cows!! Now I was assured that these cows having been hand reared are just nosy not aggressive but I’m afraid the memory is too fresh – so back up the hill we went to try and find another way down. Today we were lucky and found a route down to Dally Bay a neighbouring little sandy cove.

A lovely spot, especially in this glorious sunshine and not surprisingly we didn’t see another soul – we’re happy!

Before heading back up to the car we scrambled over the grassy rocks in between the two bays for a look at Dounan Bay (our original destination).

Two thoughts of the day:

I’m sure I had at least two but I’m too tired to remember them now!

An exciting afternoon ends well at Killantringan Bay….

A grey start to the day but hen it just got better and better, with beautiful blue skies and bright sunshine, it’s a pity nobody turned the wind off though! As high tide was at 1.30, we took a late start and headed off to see Broadsea Bay, up beyond Portpatrick on the North Rhinns west coast. We found the path down to the beach (actually an access road) a mile or so from the road and parked on the roadside. All was well for the first mile, a pleasant walk through farmland and then as we rounded a bend in the track….

As you know I dislike cows but there was a narrow footpath down by the fence and I thought they might loose interest if we went out of sight below the gorse – not so!! First one trotted down the bank for a better look and then all of a sudden they were crowding down on us – it was very frightening as they were not at all perturbed by me shouting and waving the ball thrower at them and Poppydog, not one to give in in the face of adversity, though clearly terrified, was barking right back in their faces – Ok an exit strategy was required and fast! So I literally jumped over the fence (about waist height) into the next (cow free – I checked!) field and dragged Poppydog over by the scruff of her neck, receiving a couple of jolts from the top wire which was electrified on the way! After putting a bit of distance between us we both collapsed in the long grass – quite frankly terrified!

To say we got out of there as fast as we could is putting it mildly and I’m afraid to say Broadsea Bay will have to remain a mystery and there was no other way down!

Feeling a bit cheated (and shaken) we got back in the car and drove to Killantringan Lighthouse parked up the car and set off following the footpath down towards the beach.

Now for our second adventure of the day! I use the term footpath lightly as there was no official sign of a footpath just a narrow pathway through the grass, clambering over rocks and then it just seemed to peter out onto the rocks, several metres above the sand! Not a problem for Poppydog, she was already down on the beach and in the end I managed to find enough footholds to get down safely though getting back up would be quite another matter! Still we’re down, let’s enjoy it!

What an absolute beauty!

As the tide recedes we were able to get around the rocks to one sandy inlet after another.

After a while we were able to get onto the equally beautiful Knock Bay.

As we have been wandering about, I have also been looking for a suitable way back up off the beach and if the tide doesn’t recede far enough to enable us to go around the rocks and access the lower grassy knoll were the picnic area is – it looks like clambering up the grassy bank (behind the rocks we clambered over on our way down) is the only way!

Fortunately the sun was shining on us both metaphorically and literally and we were able to easily get to the picnic area on our return. Clearly one is only supposed to access the beach at low tide!!

Two thoughts of the day:

I can’t believe that these stunning beaches are so inaccessible – still it was well worth the clamber down and minor panic about how to get back up!

Cows – not even going to try and get past them another time – way too scary for us both!!