Staring

Out early again on the bike. Meant to to do around 45-50 miles but missed a turn that would have got me across the A1 to where I wanted to be so ended up coming home the long way round and doing 64 instead. By the time I arrived back in Seahouses I was pretty tired, absolutely ravenous and ended up eating pretty much anything I could lay my hands on in the cupboard. All before the kettle had even boiled.

Spent some time in the afternoon on the beach at Bamburgh and it was as wonderful as ever.

Staring At The Sea