There is nothing like a good blowy walk to freshen things up after Christmas and we struck lucky only a couple of days after the festivities when the weather provided just such an opportunity. On canvassing the tribe they all seemed to want a seaside walk and so we picked walk 6 from vol 52 of the Pathfinder series ‘More Sussex’ walks. I had a feeling that this walk would be largely dry and free of mud, an important consideration during the winter months.
Being the Christmas holidays it was pretty quiet when we arrived at Seaford and we were able to park close by the Martello tower without any great problem. This old building has had something of a facelift in recent years and now houses a local museum. It is actually the westernmost of all the Martello towers built to help protect the south east coast of England from the threat of invasion during the Napoleonic wars (one of many threats that came to nought over many hundreds of years). The day was quite bright and sunny but a brisk wind brought the temperatures down considerably. It would definitely be a day to blow the cobwebs away as we headed towards Cuckmere Haven.
|First Glimpse of the Sisters|
Our first obstacle was to tackle the rather better than it looked hill of Seaford Head. It always a little daunting to be faced with a hill at the start of any walk but in truth this one isn’t as bad as it looks. Our biggest problem climbing it was actually the rather slippery mud, which made the climb like walking on a conveyor belt at times. Add in the wind and we weren’t going to take any chances with getting close to the edge. The cliffs here have been pretty crumbly in recent years and lots of material has fallen into the sea. The path as a result seems to be getting ever closer to the golfers of Seaford Head golf course.
|View to Windover Hill|
We dropped down past the cottages and made our way to the shingle beach. Cuckmere Haven is the only river mouth in Sussex that hasn’t been developed in some way and I have very fond memories of coming here for picnics as a child. Most of the time I came from the bus on Exceat bridge rather than via the clifftop route and that gave us extra beachcombing time.