Beautiful cliffs, though still a little way away from Dover.

I’ve arrived at the end of today feeling utterly exhausted in a different (and much better) way! My friend Sherlock was down in Kent for the weekend, and I took (another) day off to go hiking with him. We walked from Folkstone to Dover and back, about thirteen miles all up, and it was lovely. The weather couldn’t have been better – springtime sunshine, though with quite a bit of wind. I even had to dig around in my cupboard to find my sunglasses, which haven’t seen any action since September.

Our trail was part of the North Downs Way, a long hiking track spanning miles of Kentish countryside. We walked along the coast, mostly perched up high on the cliffs with a blustery view over the Channel. The paths were well-kept but not always well-signposted, and we often had to backtrack walking through little villages. On the way out, we descended from the cliffs to the ‘Warren’ of paths closer to the sea. It was nice to be out of the wind, but I’d rather been hoping for a warren of caves!

Almost there!

I arrived home with big plans of doing some work on my flute history project tonight, but haven’t got very far and think it might be as well to go to bed and try again in the morning. No class tomorrow, as the others are up in London for a concert and will get back very late. I still have a day’s grace before studies on Tuesday.