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Yellowcraig to Gullane, 15 March

I’ve fallen behind here, which can happen, and this week (a week’s break from work) was my time to catch up, yet here I am on Saturday evening, having not written one blog post. And I have quite a few posts waiting to be shared including a glowing low tide walk at John Muir Country Park at the beginning of April, a grey-toned return to Barns Ness a few days later, and a gorgeous sun-dappled walk through Tentsmuir Forest earlier this week - not to mention my March rewind, which is definitely running late!

But first, I wanted to share this solo walk from the middle of March. I can’t remember now what I’d been feeling in the days running up to this Saturday, but when the weekend came round I needed to clear my head. We drove down the coast and Richard dropped me off at Yellowcraig before driving back to Gullane with Raf. The plan was that we would walk towards each other along the coast and meet somewhere around the middle.

In reality, Richard and Raf didn’t walk as far as planned and we met a little closer to Gullane, the sun having already set, casting a gorgeous orange glow across the sky as we walked back to the car. I ended this walk wishing that we’d spent more of it together, but I’d had the chance to linger and take photos; to pause on the beach at the west end of Yellowcraig and watch a heron, poised in the stillness of the shallows; to stand on Harris’s Rock and simply absorb the view; to say hello to passing people and their canine companions; and to walk along the pebbly shore at Eyebroughy, where I ran into a friend I haven’t seen in a few years. And the simplicity and ease of all of this had been good for my mind.

Usually I’d write more in a post, giving some context to the photos, but for this post I’m going to let these photos tell the story of this walk’s magical light and views and layers of textures.

Yellowcraig to Eyebroughy, and on to Gullane, 15 March 2025.

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