All around, it was a good holiday. I did turn into a bit of a morose bastard every once in awhile, but I made an effort to extricate myself from others when this happened. So in my quieter moments, I headed for the hills or the beaches and got some snaps like so:

The hills above Naughton looking West.

The beach at Kingsbarns - I escaped here from a particular bout of poisonhead.