Friday 16th Feb, (Sale).

Ninety-mile beech was the order of the day today and the name lives up to itself, as it is one long beech for as far as the eye can see.

Again this was a very interesting place, the townships of Loch Sport and Seaspray are very peaceful areas, areas that one could easily settle down at. With seeing beeches all day what more can one say about them, after all they all look the same. One thing I noticed that could be installed is a lookout somewhere between Seaspray and Loch Sport along the spit so one could get a reasonable view of the spit itself. This view was totally lacking due to the road along a perfectly flat stretch of land with trees along both sides blocking any view that may be present, or perhaps there isn’t any.

On the way back we noticed a bridge on the Southern entrance to Sale called the swinging bridge, so we stopped to have a look. This bridge is built on quite a few pylons in the centre and swings around, to let boats pass I suppose, and is supported by these pylons.

This bridge was built in 1883 and must have been quite an achievement for those days. As far as I can determine the bridge works by two people, one on each side in the centre of the bridge with a winch handle connected to the mechanism seen on the side and wind until the bridge swings 90 deg. The end has wheels fitted underneath so when the span returns to its normal position they run along a platform and support the ends.

Linda received the results of her blood test today and fortunately there was nothing showed up, so if the pills don’t work she will have to put up with her headache until it either clears or we can see someone else in the future.