5 miles Miles walked since starting. . . On a stunning sunny afternoon in March a friend and I embark upon the short hop from St. Leonards to Bexhill.  We first pass by the demolished site of the Hastings and St. Leonards Bathing Pool – this massive lido was opened to public in 1933, but sadly was not a successful venture for Hastings Town Council.  It became a holiday camp but was later demolished. There are plentiful beach huts along this stretch of stony beach which runs alongside the railway line. As we near Bexhill, just passed the mini industrial estate at Glyne Gap there is [...]

2 miles Miles walked since starting. . . On an extremely sunny Mothers Day having dropped Kirsten at work we speed down the A21 towards Hastings – as this is just a short walk we decide to do it in both directions much to the delight of Victoria and Bryony.  Therefore we couldn’t commence the walk until we had kicked a stone along the beach from St. Leonards to The Old Town. As this was Hastings and we were passing The Dolphin chip shop we had to experience our first ‘Chips’ of this coastal walk and they didn’t disappoint. The ‘actual’ walk commenced on the harbour jetty – wow [...]

 12.5 miles Miles walked since starting. . . Mud Glorious Mud this walk certainly turns into! Our adventure commences in Hastings early in the morning where we park in the Old Town and meet Heather for a lift to Rye Harbour. Having wrapped up with lots of warm layers we set off on the long straight hard path alongside the beach through Rye Harbour Nature Reserve. The sun is trying very hard to break through the clouds and even brings us a slight rainbow. The first half of today’s meander along the coast is flat flat flat... The groins at Winchelsea Beach and Pett Level have always been [...]

4.5 miles Miles walked since starting. . . Only a few weeks after our long ramble on the shingle beach alongside the Lydd ranges I return with an unenthusiastic teenager to complete the stretch from Camber sands to Rye. As the sun was shining and my 40 year old VW beetle, Dougal, hadn’t ‘stretched his legs’ so to speak for many months we took him to Rye Railway Station and caught the bus to Camber. As we wandered along Camber Sands beach the sun was full of promise bringing out many ladies and gentlemen from their winter hibernation. Tourist beaches have such a different sense of place in [...]

10 miles On a cold bleak January day we head down to Camber Sands, catch a bus to the sleepy village of Lydd and onwards to The Pilot at Dungeness. Here starts my ambitious jaunt around the coast of England, maybe Wales and Scotland too - who knows?? Setting off on the shingle towards the two lighthouses the sun is trying to shine between the thick grey clouds casting a menacing yet moodily atmospheric light over the distant nuclear power station. Dungeness A, originally connected to The National Grid in 1965, is no longer in use; however its sister Dungeness B still provides power to the people! So.. why [...]