This is going to be an easy post – photos taken from a ride on bus or taxi … going along the Seven Sisters coastline, Cuckmere River estuary, and views from my lunch venue …
|River Cuckmere near its 'estuary'|
… to set the scene for the foodie post about the new vineyard that my family took me to for a birthday lunch …
It was a wet week … with dirty bus windows … while my photography is snap and go … so no expectations … but you’ll get an idea of this part of the coast line: Eastbourne in the east to Seaford in the west
|Eastbourne in the east, Seaford on the west,|
with the A259 the coast road, which connects and
is the bus route. The Cuckmere is shown near Seaford, while
Rathfinny's vineyard marked in red is in the top left corner!
… the vineyard, Rathfinny’s, is above Seaford on the edge of Alfriston village …
|It really does meander|
- the road bypasses
this river twist
The meandering river is the feature here … with ox-bows forming and formed – long walks along the cliffs, fantastic views on clear days!
|The Seven Sisters looking west - the Cuckmere estuary|
appears at the end of the first series of chalk cliffs
Artists congregate to enjoy the light and the views at various points along our white cliffs …
|Looking south eastwards from the vineyard -|
with the flood plain and haven in the distance
Personally: ox-bows have always been remembered from my school geography lessons – so now they’ve come to light and I love the journey along the coast ...
|This is when we got the taxi up ... so we could all|
have a drink ... but Aflriston church, with the village
mostly to the left (west) of the river and flooded area
… especially on the double decker bus – regardless of the weather – the views are exceptional.
|Looking across the river from the vineyard|
Titling some of the photos I hope will have filled in a bit of extra information …
|Planting by GPS|
The next post – will be foooood … exceptional food and the tale of the new vineyard …
Thanks for visiting … and as these things do ... this poem and the music by Ralph Vaughn Williams came to rest in the little grey cells ...
He rises and begins to round,
He drops the silver chain of sound
Of many links without a break,
In chirrup, whistle, slur and shake, …
… the second verse begins:
For singing till his heaven fills, …
The Lark Ascending poem c/o Allpoetry.com
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