There was absolutely no way we were going to drive to our destination without getting sidetracked. Where would be the fun in that? So we decided that the first place that would take us from the main road north would be the Holy Island of Lindisfarne.
There were a number of reasons for that. It is a very beautiful place with a long history, a place of pilgrimage still today.The pilgrim route is still marked by poles across the shifting sands, although most visitors now take the causeway that is revealed at low tide.
On our last trip this far north, in the depths of a deserted January, we had experienced the strange and unearthly atmosphere of the island when the tide cuts it off from the mainland. There is a very different feeling between an island that is always and predictably sea-locked and one that seems to withdraw from…
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