Think Kingdom of Fife and golf lovers putt to the fairways of St Andrews and other golfing wonderlands in the Kingdom. But there is more to this small Eastern region, ancestoral home to Scottish Monarchs. From Edinburgh we trailed over the Firth of Forth with its visually stunning road and rail bridges to then swing right and take the coast road. This is a beautiful natural coastline spoiled only by the towering oil rig scaffolding as you head further North. A pity there was little time to walk the coastal path and discover all the flora and fauna on offer, and to loose ourselves in the glorious skies.
We chugged past the stone harbour fishing villages of Anstruther, Crail, St Monans finally stopping at the very picturesque Pittenweem. Lunch on shore with the locals and then a step back in time as we uncovered the stone cottages that became the landscape and grounded the tangled cray pots … for a needleworker these looked like oversized crochet projects
Historic houses are well documented but meandering through local villages, country lanes and fields eventually we came upon Kellie Castle
In my imagination … I could live here ….character filled rooms with the history of age and family, and towers that keep watch for miles. Here the walled organic garden in its autumn glory was awash with colour and end of season produce. Nearby fields were covered, their yield protected from early frosts and hungry predators.
We wandered late in this Kingdom. Cupar and other historic towns will have to wait for our return as we had too few hours to scoot to Perthshire ….. the next stop on our Scottish adventure!