Traprain Law

Up with the lark today and out on two wheels apiece, into a clear cool morning with a low blinding sun, a moon still palely visible,and quiet roads, only a few taxis and the odd late night reveller making it home unsteadily.

It was sheer heaven to have the world to ourselves as we went down the cycle path by the Esk in Musselburgh to then climb up by Carberry to the high spot of Cousland, and through the village still fast asleep with nothing stirring save a roe deer that bounded across the road in front of us and a hare who kept pace up ahead.

Along past Pencaitland to Samuelston with a stop for a banana and a blip of Traprain Law sporting a wreath of mist in the distance, and then down hill to Longniddry and the coast road by Port Seton where we had a view of the palest satin blue sea, a high tide making it appear to be up to the road.
Had it not been for the low blue coastline of Fife marking the horizon, the sea and sky would have seemed as one.

A coffee back home, sitting outside at the local cafe, and with a few clouds appearing overhead, we considered with 40 miles on the clock, that we had had the best of the day.