It looked like rain when we parked at Gullane, the clouds heavy and brooding out over the Forth, and the forecast was for thunder. We really didn’t want to risk that when out with the lads, particularly Bracken, but the rain looked like it was far enough away to chance it. We’d planned to walk east along the coast, towards Eyebroughy, on our usual weekend route, but by the time we’d crossed the dunes the first drops of rain were falling. And little wonder as we stood on the edge of the dunes, looking at the clouds stretching across the water. You could feel it in the air: the weight of the rain above us, and I ran down onto the beach to take a few photos before the heavens opened.
