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Day 56 – North Queensferry
World’s smallest lighthouse (with handy stove).
Literally in the shadow of the Forth Rail Bridge is the North Queensferry Light Tower, the smallest working lighthouse in the world at 6.5m high.
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Day 55 – Donibristle
Chateau Musar 2001
I had wanted to open a special bottle to celebrate the 300-mile mark on the virtual walk The first available location was Kirkcaldy, and with respect to the town and its citizens the concrete sea-wall running the length of the Esplanade didn’t quite cut it somehow.
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Day 53 – Kirkcaldy
E. Guigal Gigondas 2015.
Bought during a supermarket wine fair in France for 15€ in September 2019. Very decent and very Grenache-y, and definitely tastes like a Gigondas.
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Day 52 – Methil
300 miles walked! That landmark came at the end of Harbour View, Methil. Bayview Stadium, home to East Fife FC, is just 150m down the road.
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Day 51 – Lundin
Ernest Burn Riesling 2016
My third bottle of Burn since I started the virtual walk, following the Vendages Tardives and the Sylvaner.
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Day 50 – Elie
A busy day. First a virtual meeting with Dogberry from pink fish media. His suggested location was the Ship Inn at Elie.
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Day 49 – Kilconquhar
2018 J-P Brun Beaujolais l’Ancien. This is the sweet spot in the JPB range for me. It has a bit more backbone than his entry-level Le Ronsay and is a little more approachable than his single appellation wines, which I haven’t quite got the hang of yet.
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Day 47 – St Andrews
Domaine de Cabarrouy Ambre de Samonios 2015. I had never tried a Jurançon until a couple of years ago. I decided to buy a mixture from Domaine de Cabarrouy after reading positive reviews in the French wine press and because (shallow bastard that I am) I liked the label.
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Day 47 – Swilcan Bridge
A day walking round St Andrews. Through the town, past the Cathedral, then on to the harbour along The Pends singing ‘my baby’s got The Pends…’ quietly to myself as I walked.
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Day 45 – St Michaels
Triguedina Malbec du Clos Cahors 2018 – it seems to me that Malbecs on supermarket shelves are always several years younger than they should be, if the idea is to get the punters to buy a bottle to drink that night.