Our journey continues south and west, mainly along the coast but sometimes popping inland. The walk from Birling Gap to Eastbourne via Beachy Head was a highlight. The weather was beautiful and the views majestic, although coastal erosion is not just happening in Norfolk. Huge parts of this route have been moved further inland away from the crumbling cliff edges.
We then made an error in visiting Brighton on a Saturday when there appeared to be a lot of events happening including a treasure hunt, hen and stag groups and people who enjoy that Saturday shopping experience. My worst nightmare! Not the most relaxing morning, especially with a dog who could smell the fish and chips all the way along the sea front! A hasty exit took us to the tiny village of Bramber, where the ruins of a castle can be seen and lots of footpaths to walk along the river.
The following day took us to Devil’s Dyke, nearly a mile long valley formed over 10,000 years ago in the last ice age. It is the deepest and widest dry valley in the UK and the misty views on a frosty morning stopped everyone in their tracks.
Whilst we were in Brighton, a lady recommended we visited Arundel which we did to admire the castle and Cathedral up above the antique shop and cafe filled town below. A slippery, muddy stroll took us along the river for views back to the castle.
From there a quick stop in Chichester to see the Cathedral and then onto Portsmouth. As we drove into Portsmouth in the evening, the sun was setting and the burnt orange sky through ‘The Sail’ is an image I won’t forget. There have been so many moments like that where I’m driving along a fantastic road, with stunning views, great music is playing on the radio and Poppy is sound asleep next to me that are the times I treasure. They make you smile on the inside.
Our last few days have been spent in the New Forest after our failed attempt to visit Winchester and its Cathedral. Hundreds of hi-vis clad folk and lorries and cranes with lights were in town as they were filming for ‘The Crown.’ A friend wondered if I could sneak in as an extra, but I think Poppy may have been a problem!
We hope you’re all enjoying your January, whether it is your winter or summer where you are reading this. We are finishing our month by taking a ferry to the Isle of Wight, somewhere I’ve wanted to visit since I was little and had one of those coloured sand jars given to me by my grandparents as a holiday souvenir. Funny how tiny things are sometimes the things we remember the most.