Day 16: Hastings to Eastbourne – Fishing & Repose

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England, Sussex
Fishing boats, The Stade, Hastings, Sussex.

Fishing boats, The Stade, Hastings, Sussex.

In Hastings the shore screeches with activity as sturdy fishing boats, each surrounded by a cloud of gulls, are pulled up the inclining shingle, a steel cable winching very slowly on greased timbers that are removed from the stern and replaced at the bow by the yellow-clad fishermen in a ritualistic dance.

Gutting Plaice, Hastings Harbour, Sussex.

Gutting Plaice, Hastings Harbour, Sussex.

Back bin liners used as marker buoy flags, Hastings Harbour, Sussex.

Black bin liners used as marker buoy flags, Hastings Harbour, Sussex.

Lowry seascapes at the Jerwood Gallery “They don’t really exist you know they’re just an expression of my loneliness”. The sea, a vessel that can contain whatever emotion the viewer projects on it.

Lobster traps, The Stade, Hastings, Sussex.

Lobster traps, The Stade, Hastings, Sussex.

RX58 having her hull varnished, The Stade, Hastings, Sussex.

RX58 having her hull varnished, The Stade, Hastings, Sussex.

Cuttlefish traps, The Stade, Hastings, Sussex.

Cuttlefish traps, The Stade, Hastings, Sussex.

Preparations for an anachronistic beauty parade in a car park. A dozen girls with salmon pink dresses sashed with ‘DOVER’ curtsy before a portly man with a large camera sitting erect on his belly.

Net Shop lookout, Hastings, Sussex.

Net Shop lookout, Hastings, Sussex.

Swan Vs Giraffe, Hastings, Sussex.

Swan Vs Giraffe, Hastings, Sussex.

Albany Court, Hastings, Sussex.

Albany Court, Hastings, Sussex.

At St Leonards I remember the covered bench I slept on as an impecunious teenager when I visited my girlfriend of that era whose parents forbade me to spend the night.

Bunting, Hastings, Sussex.

Bunting, Hastings, Sussex.

A convenient location, Bexhill-on-Sea, Sussex.

A convenient location, Bexhill-on-Sea, Sussex.

Wallington Towers, Bexhill-on-Sea, Sussex.

Wallington Towers, Bexhill-on-Sea, Sussex.

Marking territory, Bexhill-on-Sea, Sussex.

Marking territory, Bexhill-on-Sea, Sussex.

De La Warr Pavilion I, Bexhill-on-Sea, Sussex.

De La Warr Pavilion I, Bexhill-on-Sea, Sussex.

De La Warr Pavilion II, Bexhill-on-Sea, Sussex.

De La Warr Pavilion II, Bexhill-on-Sea, Sussex.

De La Warr Pavilion III, Bexhill-on-Sea, Sussex.

De La Warr Pavilion III, Bexhill-on-Sea, Sussex.

Bridget Riley curve paintings on show at the De La Warr Pavilion in Bexhill pulsing and rippling like the ocean itself.

De La Warr Pavilion IV, Bexhill-on-Sea, Sussex.

De La Warr Pavilion IV, Bexhill-on-Sea, Sussex.

Belt and Braces, Bexhill-on-Sea, Sussex.

Belt and Braces, Bexhill-on-Sea, Sussex.

At Pevensey I buy some food for dinner and sit on the warm shingle, a live band plays outside a pub, they are good and I sit close enough to enjoy. I’m exhausted and three hours walking to go.

Sovereign Harbour I, Eastbourne, Sussex.

Sovereign Harbour I, Eastbourne, Sussex.

Sovereign Harbour bristling with upmarket shiny pleasure boats and a restaurant complex on a saturday night – feel adrift in the shoals of diners.

Sovereign Harbour II, Eastbourne, Sussex.

Sovereign Harbour II, Eastbourne, Sussex.

Sovereign Harbour III, Eastbourne, Sussex.

Sovereign Harbour III, Eastbourne, Sussex.

Pack of dog walkers gregarious with their own kind “I like Westie but I also like Bichon, so I got mix”

Martello Tower 66, Langley Point, Eastbourne, Sussex.

Martello Tower 66, Langley Point, Eastbourne, Sussex.

Eastbourne glides into view it’s pier given a pink halo by the setting sun.

The downmarket guest house I’m staying at berates me for entering and not ringing the bell even though the door was open.

Fort Fun, Eastbourne, Sussex.

Fort Fun, Eastbourne, Sussex.

Everything aches and I’m in bed as soon as the camera batteries are charging. A Geordie accent and a knock at the door. It’s a man in the room next to me who says he’s lost his key and they don’t have a spare in reception. Can he can climb out my window and into his? We are three stories up above spiked railings – I assume he’s joking but unfortunately I’m wrong. “I’m I builder like, I’m used to this”, He hangs all the way out the window his feet skidding on the curved parapet below but then to my relief he has second thoughts and hauls himself out in defeat “Thanks pal” he says before closing my door like its the most normal thing in the world. Sleep.

Eastbourne beach dusk, Sussex.

Eastbourne beach dusk, Sussex.

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4 thoughts on “Day 16: Hastings to Eastbourne – Fishing & Repose”

  1. Third James says:

    All gorgeous. All much appreciated at the ‘convenient location’ photo is the international signage letting us know which one the man is —

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