August 18, 2009
Brr Brr – the alarm rings at 5.30 andwe are up, today we will cross the channel and weave our way between the shipping once again.. The crossing was smooth with no surprises, the only surprise was Rye, a delightful quintessential English town. It seemed strange to be in shops with everybody speaking English again! We sat in mud again in the drying creek and soaked up the atmosphere of the town. We have diaried a visit back at the end of February which is their scallop festival week!