High above the coast path is another trail that heads west,
it mirrors the one below and gives a bird’s eye view of the cliffs both to the east
and the west. This morning there was a haze that kept the best of the Sun at
bay but there was enough brightness to light up the gorse and give a glimpse of
St.Aldhelm’s Head sitting just four miles away. Out to sea all was calm with
the just occasional fishing boat splitting the waves and maybe there was a
yacht in the distance, just at the very limit of my view, flirting with the Sun
and dipping in and out of the mist.
Suddenly, a flash of red to my right turns into a Fox, a
male by the looks of it and he certainly had something important on his mind as
he completely ignored the dogs and I and disappeared into the scrub. There was
just the chance of a quick shot but certainly no time for a proper introduction
and far too soon all is quiet again. Even though I kept watching the slope that
lead down to the cliff path there no further sign of Mr Fox and I became aware
of the wind for the first time this morning: up on the ridge there is no shelter
and if there is a breeze, you will find it here.
Looking at the clouds it seemed that the Sun wouldn’t be
making much more of an appearance, so I decided to wander on back, taking the
same high path and keeping an eye on the sea, you know, just in case…
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