My family live in Whitstable, or more specifically Seasalter, west around the bay, about half an hour's walk along the beach. Pippi and I headed down there recently with bikes.
Preston Parade
Hedge rigs up windsurf gear
Whilst the twins went windsurfing, Pippi, Dad and I cycled to Faversham along the coast road.
Dad tries his bicycle for the first time!
Pippi and Dad
Kissing horses, awwwww
The creek
Pursued by horses
One of whom caught up with me and chomped my saddle!
Was a fun ride, although Dad managed to get two punctures, not bad after about 5 miles, given that Lewis rode 160 on the same bike without a single one!
Out near the marshes
Making hay
Barges out in the Estuary
Beach huts
And inside our "beach hut"
Trampolene out front
Pond out back
Pippi put to work
Hot tub. Beer. Happy.
Even happier!
Collecting shells
In the evening, we had a BBQ.
The Beach Hut
Preston Parade
Lewis mans the BBQ
The twins, Alex and Jonathan
Meat
You say that, but..
Sunset on Preston Parade
Felicity's cake
More, Sir?
Won't last long
Aldborough
My Grandfather Cliff lives up in Sheringham. My usual strategy for visiting involves taking the train somewhere from London, then cycling up. This time I went to King's Lynn, and surprisingly my Network Rail card gets me a discount all the way up (cf Norwich, where it costs almost twice as much for a shorter distance from London, bloody National Rail!).
Anyway, Grandpa was in relatively good form, especially after eating!
Sheringham is a traditional English sea-side holiday resort, and as such does not lack for ice-cream!
Happiness.. an ice-cream!
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