A few weeks back I posted some pics of Lunan Bay. A lovely sweep of beach between Arbroath and Montrose. About a mile or so inland from there is the village of Lunan. I love this little spot where the bridge runs over the Lunan Burn (or Lunan Water to be more accurate) and the road sweeps round and up to the little church.
This is the view from the bridge looking west, a tranquil spot which I clearly remember visiting with a fishing rod many, many years ago. In fact, I don't think I've actually been here since that day. I was about 15 I think. My pal from school and I must have got the bus from Arbroath and walked out here. One of those halcyon days which sticks in your memory!
Looking over the other side of the bridge, I certainly don't remember these guys being there......nice spot for them though. They seem as happy as pigs in s***.
Looking north from the bridge, you can catch a glimpse of the wee church in the trees.
Regular visitors to this blog will know by now that I'm a sucker for little country churchyards.
This one was so peaceful. Not a soul around and only the birdsong broke the silence.
What is it about lichen covered stonework that so fascinates?
I loved this cross lying in it's bed of unkempt weeds.
I tried the door, but it was locked....... sorry!
About a mile or so up the road from the church stands this ruined castley thing. It probably has a name.....
..... but don't ask me what it is!
From this.....
