The sun shone, we drove to the sea and were actually allowed to behave like normal people for a while. It wasn’t warm but seriously, this is England, who cares?
All in Travel
A Peculiarly Familiar Absence Of Flow
Because, and here is the thing, when you want the words and feelings to flow, from your head, through your fingers and into reality, well, that’s exactly when everything just decides to stop.
Sounding Ridiculously Lame And Pathetic
You know how it is, when you wake up and nervously pull back the curtains, knowing that you have something rather special arranged for today and that you really, really want the weather to be kind to you?
All It Takes Is Effort
It’s the real, “I want to do this and achieve something” kind of effort, that makes things happen, that’s what I’m talking about here..
Sussex Coastal Walk - Stage Twelve - And Suddenly It Was Over
And suddenly, it was all over.
The final stage of our walk along the Sussex coast, the first significant walking challenge that we have ever set ourselves. And achieved.
Sussex Coastal Walk - Stage Eleven - I Breath In The Fragrance Of Love And Moist Sand
Because whilst this stage may not have quite been the best, it was also not quite the last. But on both counts it was pretty close and that’s good enough for me right now.
Sussex Coastal Walk - Stage Ten - It Should Be Simple, Surely?
But we picked things up again in a way that could very well be described as simple. A little like one of our earlier stages, we decided to do a short walk to make it easier to get back on track.
Sussex Coastal Walk - Stage Nine - One Day The Poor Will Have Nothing To Eat, But The Rich
A strange title for a walk along the coast, I can hear you thinking. And yes, you would be right.
Sussex Coastal Walk - Stage Eight - Mind The Goring Gap
The good news was that we felt fine.
Maybe we are becoming proper walkers after all.
Sussex Coastal Walk - Stage Seven - Is It Really Gephyrophobia?
It’s difficult not to like Brighton.
I mean, we go there often and it rarely fails to provide something to enjoy, whether it be music, art or just people watching. But Brighton, on a sunny, summers day, is always just a little bit special.
Sussex Coast Walk - Stage Six - H For Sea Plane
The only memorable thing to mention from this part of the journey was when we somehow nearly managed to get trapped when the gates on the railway crossing came down. I hope someone gets a good laugh from watching us on CCTV!
Sussex Coastal Walk - Stage Five - Spectacular and Glorious
With the sun shining I felt able once again to look out at the beautiful sea view as we started walking along the promenade and think of the Mediterranean
Sussex Coast Walk - Stage Four - An Evening On The Sunshine Coast
And what I am trying to explain here, in a very long winded way, is that, after all of the planning for our walk, and despite my best efforts, we ended up with a little bit left over.
Sussex Coast Walk - Stage Three - Mini Cliffs And Motor Racing
For every day that blows us away with its staggering and breathtaking beauty and challenging hill climbs there will inevitably be something a little more normal, and flatter, to follow.
When Words Don't Really Help
Sometimes words don’t do a photograph justice.
Sussex Coast Walk - Stage Two - A Collective Sigh Of Beauty And Relief
In fact, we managed to get ourselves lost four times during the walk, even with an Ordnance Survey map in hand, asking for help and finding it from some very kind locals.
Sussex Coast Walk - Stage One - Following In The Footsteps Of John Wayne
The generosity and friendliness of strangers is something we are hoping to find more of on our adventures this year.
It's Like The Spotlight Is Pointing Elsewhere But No-One Is Looking
At first you probably won’t notice and that’s ok.
Adventures Of The Slightly Tame But Better With Perspective Kind
How can it be that, sometimes, an action so normal and straight forward seems able to take on a life of its own and become the most difficult thing to complete?
Grey With A Cloud Of Old-English Melancholy
I am drawn to the quiet. To the rundown. To the old and historic, yes, but places away from where the tourists disembark their coaches. Places that are a little rough, perhaps, and those that have, almost certainly, experienced brighter times and better days.