Granton

Having done the preparations for tomorrow quite quickly I decided to head out on the bike.  it wasn't far - when I got to Granton Pier I decided to go out to the end, and figured out that it's actually okay to cycle on if you don't go down the middle and stick right to the edge.   Not very relaxing, though. 

Anyway, there was quite the sunset, and the eider ducks were cooing at me.  And there were terns.  I don't know what flavour of terns they were, but I'm afraid of them all anyway.  

Especially when they start to swoop around singing their 'feck off home now or I'll peck a little hole in the top of your head' song.