Menoffagainorrhoea; House Of Dun

For the Saturday of our three days together, Aitch and I opted to wander around the grounds of the historic House of Dun. Had the weather turned unpleasant, we would have taken the interior tour. However, summer decided to stick around, so it was easy to remain on the exterior. That doesn't mean we didn't appreciate the architecture from that angle. Back, front, side-on...

The last one was taken from within the walled garden, which was beautiful. Lots of pretty pictures from that to share here tomorrow. Here's a teaser, though...

There were several little nooks like this to sit and enjoy. From this tended and tamed section, we moved outwith the walls and down a path to the little burn, across a bridge, from which we scanned foliage and waterfall that hinted at possible dinosaurs... or, at least, a lizard or two.

Up the other side of the little valley and through to the old walled garden, now overgrown with cow parsley and other wildflowers. Tucked to the back of this stands the ruins of a chapel and the burial grounds of the Erskine family and other denizens of Montrose. Lushly green and refreshing on what had turned out to be quite a hot day.

After this, we drove a little way north of Montrose to Kinnaber Forest, where we walked to the back of the dunes in search of a cache. Despite lots of beating about various fallen trunks over quite an area this one had to be recorded as a 'did not find'. Just occasionally, despite all efforts, the target eludes the seeker. It wasn't a waste of time to have made that side trip, however, for we spotted lots of wee jumping things, heard the Yellowhammers (with one possible sighting), sighted a Peregrine Falcon... and I realised I had found yet another fine little spot for a night park up.

I dropped Aitch back to the B&B and rolled back to the Ferryden waterside park for one more night. Sunday was going to be quite different again...