THE SOUTH DOWNS WAY: Washington to Upper Beeding

About The Journey


I broke my fast early and with the exception of a few timid pheasants cut a solitary figure making my now familiar daily climb up to the top of the escarpment.  I was drawing ever closer to the outskirts of Brighton and my thoughts were constantly pulled towards a past time when as a woman in a profound state of despair I had found myself on the beach there.  My reverie was broken when I met a couple of young farm lads herding their sheep into a nearby field.  What a quintessentially English downland scene.

It was a short but very steep climb up to Chanctonbury Ring – but worth every hard-won step. I passed a dewpond surrounded by grazing sheep and then caught sight of the Iron Age hill-fort. It is famous nowadays for the copse of beech trees that were planted on top…

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