Progress was again good. The Spey doesn't change massively along its course but we knew when we saw big red river cliffs that we weren't far from the sea. We were quite surprised when we got to the last bridge over the Spey. The place was a wasteland! Piles of trees and debris littered the beaches, dragged from upstream and then dumped by the storms a few weeks ago.
Rounding the last bend we could see the sea. We could also see waves. Crashing frothy big waves...
We paddled along a lagoon to the village of Kingston to see if the waves would be any more gentle. They were, but not gentle enough. The breakers would thrash and soak us before we could get to the rolling sea behind them.
We've come a little along the coast on foot and are camped in a
Be careful, lads, if you are really in a pillar box : there's a threatened strike by Royal Mail and you might not get out for ages....
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