Day 11, 5/10/26, "Wee Braemoray" Portessie. North east Scotland.
With a full day of adventures planned, we took our Air BnB host up on the offer of a supplied cook your own hot breakfast. Our first experience of haggis, and it's OK, but not my favourite. We still have to try someone else cooking it in a full Scottish breakfast. Scored stunning views of the sunlight across the fields behind our Airbnb. First stop was Aberdour Beach, where we saw "Cave One", "Light Cave" and "Dark Cave Tunnel" 34 mt long, at the end of another beautiful rocky beach, where I couldn't resist having my paddle in the North sea. So cold, within a few minutes my toes started to hurt from the cold, so when reading the story of a rescue in these waters in a hurricane its incredible. Local woman Jane Whyte back in October 1884, caught a rope thrown by seamen on a wrecked vessel by wading into the sea, then securing it to herself, becoming an online anchor to they all could make their way ashore. Then like it was just an ordinary day, took them to her bothy where she proceeded to feed them ~ and became a heroine in the process.
View out of the cave.
Then as we'd had a late check-out time at our accommodation were able to go back and have an early morning tea before packing up. Everything now has it's place in the car, so it's really quick. Off to the Museum of Scottish Lighthouses in Fraserburgh, of note the "burgh" part of words is pronounced "bruh", sounding like a softer 'bra" to my ear.
The museum was interesting, and we were able to go on a tour up to the top part of the old light house, so Naarah got to tick that off her list. It had been beautiful calm weather earlier, but whilst in the museum the wind had come up, so stepping out on the lighthouse was fun, and it's not even a really blowy day. The guide informed us that sometimes the tour is closed, just because the exposed part of the path, which isn't even near cliffs of anything, is so windy that everyone gets blown over.
I'm sure the stairs wouldn't have looked this good when it was actually in use.
Brief stop at Portsoy to see the harbour and finally a art gallery. Beautiful works in it too. We're learning from the lighthouse guide, she said just don't worry about what your hair looks like, as it's always going to be blown wild.
Naarah bracing herself against the wall to prevent movement as windy, getting the Scottish "Blowdry" for her hair.
Lunch at Cullen, as they are home to the famous Cullen Skink, not a lizard as in Aus, but a lovely creamy potato based soup with smoked haddock. The little cafe, Lily's Kitchen Cafe, google recommended, did not disappoint, and as they've won the Cullen skink competition a few times they have a reputation to uphold. Then we had time to walk over the Cullen Viaduct via a detour up Castle Hill. More lovely scenery.
View from on top of viaduct.
On to our next bed for the night, "Wee Braemoray" in Portessie. One street back from the shoreline, it had all we needed for another comfortable nights stay. Naarah and I wandered down to the shore, and the rocky beach finding a few more little rocks to bring home as mementoes, it's finding just the right one, that's very small so not too heavy.
The View from window in our room.
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