An easy final day, except that my little toe was hurting. I ended up wearing the old pair of kids’ sandals I’d brought with me, with the toe folded over the top of the neighbouring one. Bizarre arrangement.
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| Farewell to the idyll |
The walk from Swanage past Old Harry’s Rocks was fabulous - open grassy cliff tops, full of people of all ages walking, cycling, picnicking etc. a beautiful place with stunning views.
I managed to walk all along the beach after that, having made my way from one to another via a lot of seaweed rocks - only possible because the tide happened to be out. Loads of lovely dogs all over the place. The beaches were busy as the sun was out. Quite a few people in the sea and doing sports like boating and paddle boarding. The water’s quite warm as it’s a shallow bay. Naturism is allowed on one stretch of beach - lots of very tanned old bodies among the dunes and lying full-frontal on the beach. Yikes!
The ferry from Studland to Sandbanks was about to go as I got there, so just a quick photo next to the “end of SWCP” monument as I hurried past.
Caught the bus to Bournemouth and discovered it’s called the “Breezer” because half of the top deck is open-air. Most pleasant. Drive home was loads better than Wednesday night’s journey and I was home by 5.45, a bit sunburned but full of joie de vivre. Weighed my pack when I got home and it was almost a stone. I really need to invest in some proper lightweight trousers, raingear and shoes for next time.
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