Three miles of white sand
Fit into my hand
As I look out to sea
Mussenden Temple sets us free
The hills at the top
Look up, what a drop
Teenage time full of fun
Screaming to the bottom of 'the big one'
Forty five degrees to the wind
Sand, grit doesn't rescind
Nowhere to the South
Nearly at the bar mouth
I turn and it blows
My back takes a lift
Portstewart in the distance
I brace for resistance
Portstewart strand is a beautiful white beach in Northern Ireland. Just go there.