Rainy Sunday in Lewes

After a glorious walk yesterday over from a little old town of Bramber, another of the castle-fortified towns that sprung up from a castle built after the Norman Conquest in 1066, we are taking a lay day in Lewes to miss a walk in the rains and high winds that are soaking the Downs this morning. We have to keep reminding ourselves that this is a "walking vacation" and that there are two distinct & separate words in that phrase .  We don't have to be cold and wet if we don't to be so - and we don't!
Yesterday we crossed the Adur river and started up Truleigh Hill to a welcome Youth Hostel that offered hot tea and a sit-down for a bit. Then up and down (lots of them) until lunch at Devil's Dike, an impressive gash in the Downs. There was a busy pub there that seemed to be a favorite for locals out with family and/or dogs. Lots of dogs on the Way. We even met a look-alike of our Finnegan!

Just after leaving Truleigh Hill, we came across a most unexpected sight. Behind an old building just after the radio towers, Joan spotted two very large boat hulls sitting high & dry. Since it was a good 8-10 miles to the ocean we could see off to our right, beyond Brighton, it did seem a bit strange.