18 April 2018

North Queensferry

... is not where I expected to end up today, but there I was, just me and a man I had never met before walking on a long, narrow and empty stone pier heading out into the Firth of Forth; oh, and two ladies who preferred not to risk the slippy stones, and another man, wearing dark glasses on a gloomy day, who eventually appeared, said nothing, but took photos of us all, then left. Strange? A little. Still, we survived the unexpected experience of this less-visited shore compared to the south side. Tomorrow is another day, if we reach it.

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