
The
National Trust has a brilliant
website complete with
top notch documents detailing various
coastal walks. So last Sunday, Carolyn and I packed up a picnic and drove all the way down to Dover so we could hike along a four mile path on top of the
White Cliffs
of Dover. The views were nothing short of
spectacular. Being
male, I was particular transfixed by the ferries coming in and out of the port; it was a bit like watching a man sized
playset. After a couple of miles we tucked into our picnic - close to the
South Foreland Lighthouse. This was the scene of Marconi's first ship-to-shore wireless message and the first international wireless transmission. Carolyn and I seem to stalk the long dead Italian scientific genius - first the
Twin Lights in Highlands New York, then
Marconi House in London and now South
Foreland.
Carolyn's grandfather remembers seeing the White Cliffs of Dover from the sea when he was in the Merchant Navy in World War II transporting vital supplies to the UK.


On the way home we took the coastal road to
Hastings - somewhere I've always wanted to visit but never been. Turns out that nothing much has happened there since
1066.
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