She was being brave but I could tell she was suffering a bit with continuing blisters and sore toes.
After a further hour we had arrived to Kingsbarns and a nice little pub that promised us a chance to use the loo and taste the local ale. There were a lot of golf caddies here from the local St Andrews course taking a break from the long day carrying other peoples clubs all over the course. I got chatting with one or two of them about the walk and about the long walks they do daily lugging heavy irons. Most golf courses have buggies these days, which require no caddies, but some people still preferred the old fashioned method and the wisdom of the caddies with regards which club to use and how far to the green etc. The land lady was very chatty too, and we found out a lot about the chance to set the tent up near to the beach below the village.