On our days off, we like nothing more than to explore Dorset, do a bit of trudging and drink tea!
Recently we rediscovered Lulworth Cove and Durdle Door.
The last time Paul visited Lulworth, the folks there were serving fresh crab, caught locally, boiled right there and then while you waited. It's changed a bit since then, and now has a Visitor Centre and a chippy, but it still retains its charm and Dorset-ness.
Trudging upwards from Lulworth is not for the faint-hearted, or even those with dodgy knees. We had to stop a couple of times and take in the view, which was breath-taking in itself!
When you get to the top of the first cliff, and admire the brave folk who live in their houses overlooking the bay, you are then greeted with your first sighting of Durdle Door, the coastline beyond and Portland/Weymouth.
Looking back from where we started, we realised that we had trudged quite a good way, and the nice cheery chappie who serves tea from his mobile cafe, was a very welcome site. The tea was outstanding!
Durdle Door always reminds us of a sleeping Dragon. One day we'll morph together a series of photos that Terri took and try to show you what we mean. Or, you can go there yourself and say hi to the ancient one, biding his time.
Durdle apparently means "archway". So we wondered if the arched doorway was a portal to another world ...
It certainly is a BIG coastline, but then, I suppose it needed to be to accommodate all those dinosaurs ...
The only thing bigger than the coastline, is the steps back to the car ... head down and just keep going.
The journey of a thousand steps starts with th
e first step ... one ... two ... three ... did anyone spot a loo anywhere? Darn that tea!
Photographs taken by Terri
