Secret Edinburgh: Steve Shanyaski heads out to the beach

There’s a beach up past Musselburgh which I always drive to during the Festival. It’s the absolute opposite to the Fringe – solitary, silent, and visually expansive.

 

I go running up there usually, or just walk about picking up shells for the house back in England. It's always quite windy, but just a great place to go and get away from the chaos of the Fringe.

 

Being able to walk two miles without a single flyer for an improvised comedy troupe being thrust towards you is as close to heaven as possible in August.