As we were rather late for a pub lunch, we picked up some sandwiches and sushi and made our way to the path up past the ferries and piers towards the cliff.
Leaving behind the more industrial part of Dover, the walk quickly led us to much prettier scenery of rolling plains and glimpses of the dramatic cliffs of Dover.
It was a lovely sunny day, and walking around the paths on the edge of the cliffs, reminded me of the lovely walk from Phortse Tenga to Dole. As I was lagging behind on my own taking photos, I put on the Himalayan folk song, "Resham Firi" on my iPod.
We followed the trail down to the waterside about halfway through the walk. Like most beaches on the east coast, the beach is pebbly rather than sandy.
It took another couple of hours and a couple of beers before we reached Walmer Beach and slowly ambled our way into Deal.
It felt a bit surreal as the path gave way to long wide stretches of beach and sky.
I loved the little beach houses sitting prettily in line on the beach, alongside boats at rest from their watery wanderings.
As fitting the day, we rewarded ourselves with a large portion of fish and chips wrapped in paper.
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