Up cliff and down, turn right and left.
Then out across the bay.
Through wood and field, up rocky cleft.
Follow the coastal way.
Footbridge and steps by stream in spate.
Mind the gorse and briar.
Over the stile or through the gate.
Watch out for loose barbed wire.
The stonechat calls from wall or bush.
The chough flies near the crag.
Admire the view there is no rush.
A picnic's in my bag.
A seal may lie upon a rock
Or just float in the sea.
Birds on their own or in a flock.
A nuthatch in a tree.
In Ramsey Sound, a standing wave
Produced by tidal flow.
Half in the trough a dolphin gave
A display, Oh what a show!
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