Ford forded
I took a break for coffee and sandwiches overlooking the coast. Although the seaside smell of chips and vinegar was tempting I didn't succum.
I followed the coastal path along the railway line. Many years ago I used to get that train up to Edinburgh. The sunset over the sea was always beautiful as were the views today.
Arriving at the hotel (previous patrons include Wordsworth and Wilkie Collins) I got a warm welcome.
Now down in the bar for tea I'm being serenaded by the 20 strong ukulele band.
Sand dunes are not suitable for cycling.
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