THE CROMARTY CAKEWALK
As with May a number of us were away for the June walk, which went from Cromarty to McFarquhar's Bed on the coast, What a fine day they got for it too. Here are the intrepid few ready to go from the little port of Cromarty. As you can see it is full of really old stuff.
Soon they were out of the village and up onto the cliffs above the coast, where the views are superb - if you ignore the foreground.
For some reason they seem to have left Jim behind - I can't imagine why that would be. Meanwhile Dave was living the fantasy of the young girls running through the long grass - I did say it was a fantasy.

Off down the slopes to the coast...
....where they found the cave and the bed - almost like the Algarve.
Here is Dave and a big mouth.



And this is them all on the beach. I don't know if they had an argument, but they do seem to be sitting quite far away from each other.

I am told the day ended with cake, hence the name of the walk. However, I have no photographic evidence of this, so I will just have to take their words for that - I expect they just ended up in the pub!
Susan is pretending to sit in a cafe having tea and cake - but where is the cake? A stage managed shot taken before they found out it wasn't licensed, I think.

Looks like fun though, maybe we will have to do that walk again with a bigger crowd.