Branscombe

A walk from Beer to Branscombe via Hooken cliff.

Once we got down to the beach I was seized with the idea that I should be in the sea so I stripped to my inadequate boxers and got in - I wouldn't call it a dive, exactly.

It was so refreshing and seemed the perfect way to mark the end of the holidays.

Wasps and a pot of tea at Branscombe followed before carrying Son #2 back over the hill to Beer.