The wind dropped this afternoon, and I had a lovely paddle from Norman’s Bay to Newhaven. This meant paddling against the (neap) tide, giving me plenty of time to admire the cliffs and cumulus filled sky.
There was a bit of swell, so I landed behind the shelter of the Newhaven harbour wall. This is the steepest beach yet – with the bow of the Taran on the beach, I stepped out to find that I was still out off my depth. Oops.