Face to face...

... with a parachute.

I spent the morning sitting on shady benches on the promenade, with lots of other gentlemen of a certain age, watching the world go by. In my case looking for blip material.

This parachute whisks punters into the air for five minutes over the sea. At some point their feet are dipped into the water, before being deposited back on the beach.

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