Cramond

Checking the tides and the weather, we reckoned we had a good couple of hours’ window to head across to Cramond Island and back. Unfortunately the rain hadn’t read its own forecast and made an early entrance - and how! Drookit doesn’t even begin to cover it. We were so wet when we got back across the causeway we just ignored the raging waterfall pouring down the steps from car park and waded up through it. Alex is fairly loving the Scottish climate!
Après la Deluge, we recovered over lunch then headed up town in search of suitcase stickers, as tourists do apparently. Job done, we nipped into The Dome where I fair enjoyed watching the bar staff creating some pretty fancy cocktails: that’s the Extra.