Just short of the Holy Island causeway, TPR steered the tandem over to the right. Perhaps behind these dunes we would finally discover the most beautiful beach in Northumberland?

The sight before us from atop the marram grass was, indeed, truly spectacular. However, rather than the pretty yellow sand beach with a fringe of shoreline in the distance that we anticipated, here we encountered a huge drop down to a wide expanse of desert terrain stretching for miles and miles into the far distance.

I whipped out the camera. Nobody would believe that this was Northumberland. This view was more reminiscent of the Tengger Desert of Inner Mongolia.