evening sun, Isle of Wight I used to go out with a girl who worked on the Isle of Wight, some 70 miles south of London. It must have been love because I'd think nothing of cycling down to see her, arriving well and truly knackered from a solid 5 hours in the saddle. I recovered watching the waves hit the sea wall as the day's light faded. all photos©urban75 2003

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