Returned with Bri to Sunderland point with the intenetion of riding the headland and actually getting to the nuclear reactor.
Imagine getting cut off twice a day
Tide gauge on the house, well theres your problem said the damp course engineer.
Older than Murica
There were lots of these lines of stones
Bri decided to try the sand instead
The Levo glided over this gravel
Much asking of locals pointed us to this footpath
It ran out at a 30ft drop, Bri went for the descent, I rode through the empty caravan site
He pushed 90% of it over mud and boulders
At last, two reactors here which hold the world record for continous operation without shutdown.
They are advanced gas cooled reactors and have made 115Twhs so far, in August 2019 it started making huge bangs as it auto restarted from an electricl fault.
The locals put their heads between their knees and kissed their arses googbye
The cooling water channels are epic, thats a strong flow like a heavy river between large steel walls set in the mud.
The second one looks apocalyptic in person with the desolate background
This is where the large ferries to Ireland and the Isle of Man depart from, rather miserable large scale industrial
The dredger guys were play fighting while the captain waved to us, what jobs some people have