A Different Viewpoint

A glorious, crisp Autumn day. 

After this morning's singing session, we decide to head for the river and I found myself for the first time in the village of Aberdour (TM says he went there on holiday as child, it's only about half an hour's drive from Edinburgh). 

It's a charming place, with a very interesting (ruined) castle, a pretty railway station, a wooded walk down to the shore and a sandy beach in the other direction. There's a harbour full of little boats, a pier to fish off and, most strikingly, wonderful views of the river estuary (the island of Inchcolm  and the remains of the Abbey just out in the bay), and the Edinburgh skyline stretched like an oil painting on the opposite shore. 

I'd heard of Aberdour - every Scottish child of my vintage read 'The Ballad of Sir Patrick Spens' in primary school.  This was the place he was trying to get back to with the Norweigian princess who was to marry the King. Of course, there was an unhappy ending.

This is taken down by the harbour, using my wide-angle lens, which doesn't get many outings, but seemed to be the right thing for such a broad horizon. I'm tagging it for Wide Angle Wednesday, with apologies and thanks to BobsBlips - it no way fits today's theme.