Second day of cycle, now on the Kent coast near Dungeness. One trillion pebbles.
Miles and miles of cycle routes - flat landscape with a following (warm) wind. Poppies, sea cabbage and coastal birds.
Some people contend that the Romans built straight roads along ley lines.
Cycled along the beach - the sea was faaaar out, but came rushing in very quickly as the plain was flat.
Had to be careful as signs warned of 'mud holes' - sink quickly without warning.
Noticed the spear of destiny piercing the cloud. Reminded me of Final Destination. Dymchurch beach.
Anthony Gormley's iron man viewing overlooking folkestone harbour - under the pier. Rusted from salt water.
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