Ok, this is going to be a longer post. Going to Inchcolm Abbey involved a visual feast at every turn! Helped along by a starkly bright day so that trees, water, boats, ruins, bridges, islands and birds all looked amazing.
We got the train to Dalmeny station and got a little lost trying to find the path to the harbour, but found our way down a long, forest-lined staircase that comes out right beneath the Forth Bridge.
The Forth Bridge is one of those icons that has probably been snapped enough so I can skip a photo of it, but the Firth of Forth is a fascinating mix of industrial, natural and picturesque.There are oil tankers filling up, an oil rig out to sea, sail boats, zodiacs on wildlife tours and a few rocky islands.
We saw all this from the back of the Maid of Forth which was a neat little ferry.
Getting off and then back on at Inchcolm Island was a bit hairy – the angle on the gangway was a bit steep as it slid about – and it was absolutely freezing on the water. Despite the sun, it was probably only 6C in the wind.
The Abbey is a lovely ruin, but the island has a lot of war history and lots and lots of birds!
You had to be careful where you walked beyond the Abbey because of breeding gulls and some are huge birds.
We finished the boat trip with lunch back at the harbour, which was delicious (I had cullen skink), and began to realise we’d gotten a mix of wind and sun burn! Totally worth it.
Finally we got the train back to town.