Kinghorn Loch

There was business to be done in Dalgety Bay and therefore a choice how to enjoy the rest of the day. Kinghorn Loch was near and new enough to explore.

We took a pleasant walk along Woodland Rise, the north side of the loch, (the south being the main road) among trees filled with birdsong (chiff chaff, willow warbler among them) butterflies (male and female orange tip, peacock), bluebells and ramsons. The frustrating part was, despite the signage, the cafe was not yet open , so neither were the toilets.

Main picture is the last in a sequence which began with a pair of ?pink-footed geese being followed by six goslings; behind a wall were other geese, of indeterminate species, being threatened by a male (cob) mute swan - much honking and waving of long necks and raising of white wings ensued. It appeared that these goslings belonged to the nameless geese, the resulting melée all bundled themselves into a corner until the swan retreated to the water's edge and peace reigned.

By the time we took the path overlooking the water there appeared to be ten goslings and complete accord between the adults. And a duck. I understand the sharing of responsibility of the young is common among geese but it was difficult to establish just which were actual parents of which goslings.

Next time we'll visit the Ecology Centre, close by but with a separate entrance.

We then drove into Kinghorn, found the Black Rock Cafe at the library both open and welcoming, and followed lunch with a stroll on the beach before the return to the car and were well on our way before the squally shower hit.