The rain thankfully stops as we wander towards the beach. The Seaton Sunday Bikers event is getting underway on the seafront with all sorts of different bikes parked up and their riders sharing stories.. stop to admire the big shiny one at the end.

Seaton seafront has little else to hold our attention, so we wander along the promenade adorned with pretty coloured beach huts to the hideaway café, a sign advises us of a route diversion, yet another cliff slide!

The little park with a stone labyrinth detracts us for a while, but we are soon wandering up the road admiring the dwellings including a stunning Art Deco house. The sign directs us across the main road, through a little woodland, and up an extremely steep road before taking a sharp left over a stile and onto the cliff.

Wow what a spot, there are several of us enjoying the stunning view over Lyme harbour back to Seaton, we can see the bikers in the distance!

The coast path doesn’t go far along the cliff top before steps descend into the little seaside town of Beer, which was well hidden in the valley. We pass several people walking up, many of whom give up and head back into Beer.

Glimpses of the beach show a very organised array of traditional deckchairs and tables and parasols – looks very inviting.

Oh my, they have gone to town with their floral arrangements in Beer. A local couple are scooping water out of the little stream running through the streets to water the planters and hanging baskets. I get caught up in the bustling atmosphere of Beer town and find myself buying tea towels, maps and seaside gift cards and chatting to the lady in the art shop. Enjoy an ice cream while the others have an obligatory beer in beer sitting in the beer garden overlooking the sea.

The coast path continues up the hill passed the delightful row of cottages with an incredible array of allotments opposite – I always admire the ramshackle but somehow orderly display of fruit and vegetables growing in allotments.

We weave passed the campsite on the side of the hill – the one we’d been looking at from round the harbour – I always think it seems strange for planners to allow such developments on such beauty spots?

The pathway soon heads onto an open grassy cliff, there’s a seat on the steep hillside where we stop, yet again, to enjoy the view and to eat our lunch. As we carry on the path it is very close to the edge – there must be chunks falling into the sea all the time.. we have to make a decision whether to take the high path or the low path – we make the right decision as the low path is so picturesque.

Feels very reminiscent of the pathway on the eastern sign of Portland below the prison -single file yet again but not as closed in as yesterday’s walk. It’s a meandering path going up and down round trees and scrub and oh so many buddleia bushes, there is such a diverse variety of wildflowers edging the path and butterflies and bees buzzing around. Glimpses of the sea to our right and high chalk cliffs to our left. It meanders for quite a while, I can’t help myself stopping to take more and more photographs.

We can see the wide stretch of Branscombe beach from quite far off, and are soon wandering past some delightful looking holiday chalets, many with signs to let. Then onto a wide grassy cliff which takes us down to Branscombe Mouth and a fabulous beach cafe / restaurant with plentiful seating outside and the end of this little holidays walking adventures.