So we've parked the car at Portlethen Village, a few miles south of the city, and set off along a farm track with the North Sea on our left.
I greet some noisy relatives(?) of Phenny and Nelly before being 'encouraged' to move swiftly on.
After about a kilometre, we pass by some very small houses and continue down to where the road ends.
I ignore a sign in favour of some important sniffing activity...
...while Gail tries (with limited success) to zoom in on a cormorant colony with her phone camera.
Steep cliffs Gail, what steep cliffs? Why are you looking nervous? It's a good path. I don't think you need your walking string.
Apparently we are not here to play draughts/checkers...
...where I pose nicely on the silvery schist.
Then Gail sits down on the rocks and we share a cheese and tomato sandwich, enjoying the peace and solitude, disturbed only by the gentle lapping of sea and the occasional squawking of the sea birds swooping around the cliffs above.
Happy Nature Friday friends! Do go and see what the other participants in the LLB Gang's weekly blog hop have to show us today.