As we drove our motorhome towards the Edinburgh Campsite we had great views over the Firth of Forth over to Fife.  The main purpose of my visit to Edinburgh was to check up on some details of family history in the Scottish Records Office, but a walk along the shore was a must.

The information provided by the site promised wonderful walks, and so there were.   Just out of the site gates and across the road was a path through the mature woods, leading to a long set of steps down to shore level.  The promised walkway was there indeed.  A broad sward of grass and a wide tarred path, part of the Edinburgh coastal way.  Concrete sea defences lined the way, so access to water level was somewhat restricted, much to the disgust of Lily and Poppy.

We are more used to rustic paths along the shores of Buchan;  here it was developed and popular: bikes, prams, joggers, dog walkers, all enjoying the sunshine and the sea air on this Tuesday afternoon.   Too many people for our dogs to be off lead, but still enjoyable.

On our way home in the van the light was even better and the tide was out.  But there was no time or place to stop and photograph the causeway to Cramond Island.   A project for a future occasion I think.