Up early with the larks (or in this case noisy wood pigeons), so we could head off up the coast to visit Lindisfarne. Cut off by the sea the island is accessible for several hours a day via a road, but you have to time it right. Hence why the early start to catch the tides. But first I had to loiter around the campsite toilets (that’s where there were some plugs for recharging) I didn’t get too much charge into the phone as I didn’t want to linger too long ! and trusting though I am, I wasn’t going to leave my phone unattended up there.
The ride to Lindisfarne was anything but flat, and lacking in any refreshment stops, but the first sight of the causway made it worthwhile.
It was a surprisingly long way across, but with the wind behind us we quickly arrived in the village of Holy Island.
Being early I think we avoided the worst of the crowds, with tourist buses arriving as we left. So we had a chance to walk around the ruined priory and cycle out to the castle which is now a holiday home !
After a rather dry and hard scone and jam, we retraced our steps back to the campsite for a well earned break, before our afternoon excursion.
This afternoon’s trip was a short ride to Bamborough to see the impressive castle that dominates the landscape for miles around, yet again more long and tortuous hills.
A quick break at a very upmarket tea room, but with a very Gregg’s like snack and then back to the campsite to relax. But not before completing the blog and route planning, as the campsite has no wifi and next to no phone coverage.
Dinner will be a pizza from nearby.
Tomorrow we begin the first of two days riding up and down cross country to our original start point.
Steady Pedals 