What a wonderful day it was. The train ride, advertised as 20 minutes, was about 10 minutes and then the walking began. There were lots and lots of hills today so it was down one and up another. I had a goal in mind and the picturesque village of Stonehaven was merely a happy by product. I found out about an old castle and I was determined to get to the location. I had not bargained for the cow path type hike around the shoreline, up and down valleys and occasionally so close to the edge of the cliff that I had to remind myself “don’t look down .... don’t look down”. But of course I did because the scenery was too beautiful to miss. I can safely tell you good sturdy boots were essential.
The ruins on the distance
Along the way there was a beautiful War memorial commemorating both world wars. It sits high in the skyline and can be seen for miles. It mimics a ruined Greek temple to symbolize the many shortened and ruined lives caused by the conflict. As well as this monument there were lots of fields that had to be navigated around. The path today was busy and well travelled.
The ruins of the old castle were breath taking and not only because you had to descend about two hundred steps, keeping the thought in mind that you have to go back up! The journey was completely worthwhile with gorgeous views, beautifully built strategic fort of Dunnottar Castle to defend the community. It was like taking a walk back in time and certainly gave cause to pause on the people who long ago lived and worked here.
A glimpse of the stairs. Only to discover the ruins were closed for the day!
Glimpses of Stonehaven
These old legs were feeling every bit their age tonight by the time I was finished. My trusty old Fitbit says it was just over 26,000 steps, 17 kilometres and 90 floors. So in just three days that would be more than 40 kilometres that I have walked... no wonder my legs are complaining!