Friday, 1 June 2012

Fife Coastal Path Day 2

There's something great about camping. Being woken up by birdsong, around 5am as the light streams. You open the tent flap, your eyes adjusting to the change in colour, full of hope that the sky is blue.

Day 2 was such a day. Perfectly cloudless skies from the start. We felt fine - our worst fear after a day's long walking and a night under canvas, but all was well.

The best feeling was packing up all our belongings into two not-very-big rucksacks and just walking off the site without a care.



Largo was as nice in the morning as the day before. We feasted on croissants and ham over looking the rocks.



Nearby there was a strange statue overlooking the bay.


As well as one of the real Robinson Crusoe


Soon the village was behind us,


and an amazing bay lay ahead


Ok so the picture doesn't do justice. But it was like 9am, the beach was 2 miles of pure sand, it was low tide, and the place was utterly deserted. It was heaven walking across the beach in the sunshine.
Largo - we will come back!

Got too carried away - we missed the path and had to ford a stream to get back on track!



We then passed a caravan park (really not a fan of these huge static sites - no pictures there), and headed for the highlight of the day - the Elie chain walk.



Elie Chain Walk - well it's described below:


We'd heard about it, and were determined to give it a go. The tide and weather were on our side.

It's around your typical UK rocky headland.


and it looks a bit like this.


Some chains are horizontal where you go along a ledge, others are vertical - both up and down. Fortunately there are some good footholds along the way so there is no need to be a climber to complete the walk, just dress sensibly and take your time. Also anyone much shorter than 5' may struggle with leg length (speaking from personal experience).

Here's me doing a ledge section:




And Mr G doing a descent.





Cool cliffs on the way round.




Us at the finishing line :)



Well, we made it, with a few hair raising moments (wouldn't fancy it if the rocks/chains were slippery), and turns out, being loaded down with backpacks was not the best idea.

But we made it!

High on success (and exhaustion) we literally crawled to the next town: Elie.


We headed straight to an amazing pub: The Ship. It overlooks the beach, the beer garden pretty much is the beach. Great stop in summer - does BBQs, cricket matches, Pimms - thoroughly British!




They do two sizes of fish & chips. After the morning's efforts even I had to super-size!

Here is the view from the pub



Well a couple of hours later we somehow pulled ourselves together and stumbled on.

St Monan's was our goal tonight!

We considered wild camping by this castle:


But hot showers persuaded us to move onto the campsite in the village.

Here are a few pics of the village. It apparently has the closest church to the sea in the UK! Plus it has a windmill! Another stunning town.





This was used for salt production as part of an industry lasting hundreds of years.

That night we feasted on salmon pate and oatcakes under a shady tree!

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