We were planning to do a Loch Ness loop drive today, but we decided to go see a Pictish stone at ruined Elgin cathedral, and we saw a sign for a Pictish fort and decided to go there too. And then we found a beach. The day had turned warm and sunny, so we decided not to look a gift horse in the mouth. We stayed at the beach. Amy did yoga, and DeAnna and I walked to a WWII pillbox. There are hundreds of them along the beach, we were told. We could see three of them. Then we rock-hounded our way back to the parking lot. It was a beautiful day.
Some pics of the day might show up on my Jean L. French Facebook page after this posts if my eyelids can stay open long enough.