This morning on the train a mother and her child going to the seaside. And it is the seaside down here at Cardross, Craigendoran, and Helensburgh. All it takes is thirty minutes on the train to get to Cardross from Partick. And the view from the window is spectacular: the hills, the ever-widening estuary, the massive Erskine suspension bridge, Bowling harbour with its sunken ships, the sands, etc etc. And then, in no time at all, you are at Cardross station which is practically on the beach. The smell alone of seaweed and sea should remind you of holidays as a child. It is a spectacular moment getting off the train at Cardross and cycling up to the main road. Turning right and heading past the golf club and the bombed out church we turn left into Carman Road, a beautiful moor road that takes us up through some wonderful sun-dapple and some wonderful trees. At the top, Carman Hill is waiting for us, so I tie the hoss up and set off on foot for the humble summit. And then there is the way back, down the road to Renton and along the wonderful sustrans path to Dumbarton and its seagulls. Here you can see some sights or just continue along the path towards Bowling, Kilpatrick, Dalmuir... and eventually Partick (where we started). Or you can just jump a train at any one of these stations along the way harvesting those endorphins that you have just 'grown'. No year should ever be complete without a trip to the seaside.
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