
As we got closer to Hangleton we were struck by the bright yellow flowers which Google told us (and not for the first time, such is the nature of our online addictions and distractions) was rapeseed.


As we got closer to Hangleton we were struck by the bright yellow flowers which Google told us (and not for the first time, such is the nature of our online addictions and distractions) was rapeseed.


I liked the way the clouds appeared to follow the line of the Spring blossoms.

From the bus stop and visitors’ centre, we walked around the shoulder of the valley, aiming for a view down into the valley.



A couple of weeks ago we took the bus up to the Devil’s Dyke and walked home from there.
Over the next few days I’ll be posting images from that walk.





“Rottingdean is a village in the city Brighton and Hove, on the south coast of England. It borders the villages Saltdean, Ovingdean and Woodingdean, and has a historic centre, often the subject of picture postcards.” Some of its more renowned residents include Rudyard Kipling, Enid Bagnold, and Edward Burne-Jones.









Still more from our walk from Falmer to Rottingdean. Beginning to get used to walking through a field of cows.


More from the October ramble from Falmer to Rottingdean.





In October we joined the Ramblers for a walk from Falmer to Rottingdean (a little over 7 miles) on the South Downs. I took a lot of landscape pictures of the lovely English countryside along the way (more to come in future posts).
As I’m just getting to mid-October pictures now in December I’ll revert to 2 posts a day until I’m a bit more caught up.





This was the goal of our ramble. We stopped for refreshment near the tree line, then made our way back down.

Back in April we took a walk with the Brighton Ramblers from Steyning town up to the Chanctonbury Ring, and unbeknownst to me I was recording images on chip 2 of my camera, where the next few days’ images remained until being discovered a couple of weeks ago,