St Cyrus

St Cyrus is a magical, inspiring settlement nestled on a windswept Kincardineshire clifftop on the East Coast of Scotland. Mid way between Aberdeen and Dundee and within easy reach of the Grampian mountains and Royal Deeside, it boasts an unspoiled beach, a National Nature Reserve and Sites of Special Scientific Interest. Spectacular views surround the village and unpolluted soaring skies provide wonderful sunsets and sunrises, inspiring photographers and scribes alike. Small wonderBaltic Timber Ship that writers, journalists and newspaper editors have often chosen to settle here. Even Robert Louis Stevenson enjoyed visits to his cousins in one of the local mansions.

A rich historic tapestry of farming, fishing and smuggling feeds our minds. It was to our Kaim of Mathers that Barclay of Urie fled after murdering and making soup of an unpopular sheriff a few years ago. Our Kirk, a prominent landmark seen from miles around, has a fascinating tradition of giving dowries to the oldest, youngest, tallest and shortest brides each year thanks to benevolent laird John Orr of Bridgeton and in the Nether Kirkyard near the beach the grave of love lorn poet George Beattie can be found nearby that of General Stratton, veteran of Waterloo.