Let’s just start by saying that this beach is not exactly easy to find. But when you do slip to the back of the caravan park and walk through a wheat field (or bounce through a wheat field), pop through a gate style and turn a corner to start the descent to Heads of Ayr beach, well, let’s just say I think you’ll agree with me that it was worth the navigational challenges.
It’s one of those walks where you stop so many times to take photos that the husband fears you may never make it to the sand. But you do. Eventually. And when you pass the sounds of a hidden waterfall and step out through wild daisies onto that sand, you can almost guarantee you’ll be the only one there. And that suits me just fine because my little furry beach terrors can roam and paddle and bark with glee and there’s nothing to disturb but the wheat field and the giant headland.
Happy Friday… where to next?x
coats – Infindigo