After lunch we walked to the end of the spit to look across the estuary. If you look carefully, you can see a small, two-coach train crossing the bridge.
At the end of the spit is the terminus of the miniature steam railway.
The journey back was made more interesting by a slow-moving cavalcade of tarmac laying vehicles. They seemed to have got a rolling process going and were happily laying a new road surface on the move. One huge vehicle poured tarmac, another coming behind tipped grit, another rolled everything flat. Cars were just expected to overtake. Unfortunately, they didn't seem to have the STOP/GO controls sorted out properly because we got stuck behind the cavalcade while a stream of traffic was coming the other way. So we had to proceed at the pace of a string of heavy vehicles laying tarmac whilst trying to climb a very steep hill. Our old Daihatsu really didn't like being asked to move that slowly. Eventually there were no more approaching vehicles and we reached a wider section and could overtake.