This section marked both the halfway point of the walk - 67 miles - and the boundary of the Edinburgh/Dunbar (East Lothian)/Linlithgow (West Lothian) triangle within which the majority of our lives take place, having good friends in each as we do.
Most of the walk is along the Forth shore. This memorial commemorates the deaths of 73 men and boys who died building the Forth Bridge.
Hopefully nobody building the third Forth bridge will meet the same fate.
Leaving the shore for the grounds of Hopetoun House was a lovely surprise. I'd been to the stately home before - with my mum, in-laws and best friend, who all like that sort of tedium - but, as I told my son, it's in the woods that our people belong, poaching with our ferrets. I saw more jays.
With its oaks and deer, it reminded me of London's Richmond Park, near where I grew up.
The path comes back to the Forth at Blackness Castle,
from where the bridges look gratifyingly far (unless you're walking west to east...)
The tide was out which was handy as there was a section of path being rebuilt which necessitated a detour onto the beach.
The route swings inland next to the Bo'ness and Kinneil steam railway line
and by Hadrian's Wall's lesser known sibling, the Antonine Wall,
then through the coniferous, planted, Kinneil Woods.
At this point it started to rain and we hurried, rustling in our waterproofs, over the hill to Linlithgow to be met by a delightful afternoon tea that included miniature scones, Empire biscuits and a beautiful hiking boot Victoria Sponge.
Unfortunately I cannot guarantee this reception for all comers and must strongly urge you to make your own lovely friends who can bake.