We left the Highlands behind and headed south from Inverness last Saturday. We've rented Stoney Creek cottage in the little fishing village of Crail, about a fifteen minute drive south/west around the coast from St. Andrews.
We found our cottage smack in the center of town; with The Royal Bank of Scotland, a small market and The Golf Hotel (established in 1721) within view from our front window.
As you can see, Crail offers all the charm you'd hope to find, especially while exploring under a beautiful blue sky!
Ah! So beautiful. Wish we were there! But at least we have great memories.
Who doesn’t love saying ‘the firth of forth”? What does it mean?