A walk around Arundel
On sunday we decided that we needed a breath of fresh air, so made our way out of the smog of London, and into the countryside of the South Coast. I found a great circular walk from the village of Burpham (ber-fam) which passed through the impressive Arundel. Arundel Castle was established at the time of the Norman invasion, and has been home to the Duke of Norfolk since the 1500's. It is an impressive structure, looking remarkably similar to Windsor Castle.
Our walk took around 3 hours, and besides being extremely muddy at times, it was really enjoyable. For a short walk it was extremely varied, taking us through woodland, forest, village, farmland, alongside both rivers and a lake, and along the ridge of the South Downs. We even passed a buffalo farm, which, although I haven't come across it on any menu's, is apparantly becoming increasingly popular in the UK. We rounded our walk off with a compulsory thirst quencher at the local in Burpham, and waved goodbye to Eugene and Heidi.
On the way back to London, Jacks and I popped past Worthing for a quick bite to eat. With a take away cod and chips in our grubby paws, we sat on the seafront, and observed the locals at play. Worthing, which is like the shy little sister of Brighton, was buzzing. Every local and their dog was enjoying the weather, and taking in a late afternoon stroll along the promenade. We managed about 3o minutes, and started freezing, so made our way back into London, with tired legs but happy lungs.
Our walk took around 3 hours, and besides being extremely muddy at times, it was really enjoyable. For a short walk it was extremely varied, taking us through woodland, forest, village, farmland, alongside both rivers and a lake, and along the ridge of the South Downs. We even passed a buffalo farm, which, although I haven't come across it on any menu's, is apparantly becoming increasingly popular in the UK. We rounded our walk off with a compulsory thirst quencher at the local in Burpham, and waved goodbye to Eugene and Heidi.
On the way back to London, Jacks and I popped past Worthing for a quick bite to eat. With a take away cod and chips in our grubby paws, we sat on the seafront, and observed the locals at play. Worthing, which is like the shy little sister of Brighton, was buzzing. Every local and their dog was enjoying the weather, and taking in a late afternoon stroll along the promenade. We managed about 3o minutes, and started freezing, so made our way back into London, with tired legs but happy lungs.
1 Comments:
great story brad! looks lovely.
Thu Jan 18, 09:14:00 pm GMT+2
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