It was getting dark as we approached the...
...dark walls of Greenan Castle...
...which seemed to grow out of the...
...rock upon which it has stood for centuries.
We drifted in the shade of the castle walls for a while, savouring the smell of history*...
...before heading back to the present, across the darkening waters of the bay...
...towards the twinkling lights of Ayr beyond.
*maybe it was just rotting seaweed!
