After spending a day in Brighton,
we set off along the coast past Beachy Head towards Dover with a rather brisk
wind from completely the wrong direction and a fairly lumpy sea!
We were easily persuaded to divert to Rye, which is a delightful spot, and was sheltered and sunny, even quite warm. We meandered up the river, which is only just deep enough for us ….
…. dredged through the mud for
the last part, and tied up right in the middle of the old town ….
…. with its quaint cobbled streets and timber-framed houses.
No comments:
Post a Comment