I love Whinnyfold beach. It is exciting making your way down the cliff path, and when you eventually arrive on the shingle beach, there is always something to see.  It might be some eider ducks, a seal watching you, or just the waves rolling in.

My grandsons love the beach too.  Not for them a sandy beach – “Let’s go to the stones,” they will say.  Then it is an endless round of stone-throwing, sometimes from the edge of the water, sometimes from the rocks.  Lily the dog loves it there too.  She will watch the boys, barking excitedly at the splashes of the stones in the waves, or she will scramble over the rocks – no mean feat for a dog with short legs.

My grandson, Lochlann was spending a couple of days with us recently.  He had his timetable all laid out and that included a morning at Whinnyfold.  I always take my camera along on these expeditions and here are just some of the pictures I took of that magical place.