From Rustington with love – then Arundel to Steyning 

Great, but short, stay with Chip and Fev. From my perspective our paths didn’t cross for a long while when kids were born and growing up. But we get together and it’s normal and continuous. Got up earlyish at Rustington and walked down to the sea with Chip. Looks like Baptiste! Whatever he looks like he’s my mate.

A nice seafront, even in overcast weather.

We went home and Fev cooked me some lovely eggs on toast for breakfast whilst I packed. Then me and Chip drove up to Arundel to restart the trek together. It’s quite a place historically. 

Chip left the car at the rail station and we walked up the West Bank of the River Arun, northwards towards Amberley. We came across an unusual pair of ducks in a drain at the side of the track. Lovely and exotic. A bit like Maggie and Fev! Might be a pair of Mandarin ducks. 

The rain started but wasn’t too bad. It was a pleasant route whatever the weather.

With the exception of a strange, deathly figure at the gates of Hades. No! No! No, said the sign. But still he came.

Don’t be frightened. It were only Chip…… Oh! I see what you mean.

Anyway, we made good time up to Amberley and had some nice sandwiches for lunch at the Bridge Inn. Then we split, Chip getting the train back to Arundel and me going up the Downs.

And passing another Moggy parked up along the Way.

It was a 10 mile slog from Amberley over the hills. I took one photo.

The weather and visibility got worse. I was soaked and my hands were frozz. After 6 hours on the ups and downs, with some rest in sheltered places, I made it to the campsite at Steyning. Tent up, down to the village for a beer and pork belly, back to the tent and down in the sleeping back.

Night night.