Beautiful day for walking the white cliffs. Sun, wind and the smell of the sea. Magic.
The cliffs are slowly eroding into the sea. So much so that you can see fresh falls and the water bellow is cloudy.
We climbed down to a pebbly beach via a very steep ladder from an old WWII gun emplacement . As the waves come and go they make a crackling sound through the pebbles as the water escapes back to the sea. I braved a paddle – the English Channel is cold!
The Foreshore lighthouse is a welcome relief after the hot climb back up from the beach. They have set up a very sweet tea room complete with every teapot and cup different – very English.
As we were being entertained by a retired naval officer on the history of the lighthouse we were approached by a gentleman from the National Trust and asked if they could take photos of us for their website! Taken by a professional photographer we had to pretend to be enjoying the view. Apparently it will be used on their web page some time in September.
The light house has a very interesting history, including use by Marconi for the first international wireless transmission to Wimereaux in France in 1889.
We decided to be spontaneous and head to St Margaret’s Bay for lunch and ended up at a little Resturant by the sea called Coastguard. Fabulous sight, smells and sounds of the sea. Another pebbly beach – complete with groynes!
We headed for Deal to see the Castle built by Henry VIII in 1540. Scared of an invasion by France and/or Spain because he had renounced Catholicism, he built 3 castles around these parts. Cheeky bugger used stone from the monasteries he had closed!
On to Brighton tomorrow. How Excitement!