The wind dropped before we got to...
...the ancient castle of Dunure. If the weather had been bad we would have stopped at the pub but...
...it was such a nice day that we continued north to Drumbane and a
little bay with a hidden secret.
A delightful burn tumbles out of a little glen high above the beach.
Its waters flashed and sparkled as they rushed headlong...
...over the rocks and onto the beach...
...where they slowed into a lovely pool...
...before spilling over a lip into the sea beyond.
