Pennan is a tiny, historic, postcard-perfect Scottish seaside village around the corner from my favourite pebble beach. The access road is a steep single-track with blind corners down the hillside, popping out between houses at the sea. What Pennan is famous for depends on whether you’re into cinema or geology; let’s just say I didn’t take any photos of a red phone box.


But it’s not a historic fishing village entirely stuck in a timewarp:

At one side of the bay, it’s conglomerates and pebble allsorts. (For geology enthusiasts: more info here.)




After spending quite some time hereabouts, I then wandered across to the other side of the bay.
At the harbour end, the cliffs are that distinctive red sandstone.

Back home, I discovered most of my photos were in what might be called “urban concrete and rust” category, rather than “picturesque seaside village”.









So many visual delights and all those subtleties of color.