From the car park at Kingsbarns Beach follow the coastal path alongside Kingsbarns golf club. At the end of the golf club the track gets rougher and you have to walk along the beach on occasions. The stream at Boarhills is eventually reached and the Coastal Path heads inland at this point following the stream up a wooded glade until the path crosses a metal footbridge to the other side. From here there is a short stretch of farm track and then the track follows a field back down to the shore.
The next section can be a bit tricky as it climbs the cliffs a little and the path can be overgrown with wet ferns which makes the walk across stones on the path slippy. There are also on or two places where it is dangerous to attempt to cross at high tide. There are signs erected in those areas which advise you to wait until the tide recedes. Once you reach the Buddo Rock and Rock and Spindle the path improves and it looks like it has been recently worked on.
Finally the path will lead down next to the caravan park at Kinkell Braes and down onto the East Sands Beach of St. Andrews.
This walk wasn’t a long one but was along a fairly rough section of the Fife Coastal Path and so I had to concentrate on where I was placing my feet as I knew how easy it would be to slip on a wet rock and twist my ankle or worse. At the back of my mind the thought of the recent death of Robin Cook, the politician at the young age of 59 must have been lurking. He had a heart attack on a mountain in the north west of Scotland, and his untimely demise reinforced my knowledge that the end can come at anytime. Far from that being a morbid thought, it is a positive one for me as it makes me a realise that it doesn’t make sense putting the things that you want to do off. Carpe Diem or grab the fish as the translation says 😉
When I was walking I met a guy from Wishaw in Lanarkshire with whom I chatted for about 20 mins. He was about 55 and his great loves were fishing and bird watching. He told an amusing story about how he was trying to get his son to take an interest in the great outdoors and wildlife generally. He had taken his son and his friend to a bird hide near the Eden Estuary to see what birds they could see. While he was pointing out the oyster catchers and coots etc. ,an old man was carefully counting the no. of plovers on the estuary. After they had seen the birds and were driving home, he heard his son and his friend talking in the back of the car about how ‘sad’ it would be to end up like the old duffer counting birds all day.
I could sympathise entirely with him as I struggle to get Jamie interested in some of things I find interesting. I can only hope that some of it rubs off eventually through some osmotic process!