The next day we set out for our hike and the weather could not have been better. We started our hike on the right path, but soon got lost and had to change our course of action. The hike described gentle rolling hills, which we soon found to be more steep inclines then gentle hills. After stopping for a picnic along the way to enjoy the views of the white cliffs we made it to the lighthouse. The lighthouse had been moved 50 ft inland due to the crumbling cliff edge. After a bit of bushwhacking the trail back was more relaxing. The map led us through fields and farms back to the Tiger Inn where we parked our car. After a much deserved Ice Cream we made our way back to our cottage.
Phil Blowing like the trees
Little close to the edge
We made it
After checking out on Sunday we went for a jaunt through the town to fully experience Rye. We soon found out that since it was Sunday most of the shops were closed. This didn't bother us too much as we were more interested in the sights. Rye is known for being one of the best preserved medieval towns. This is clear when walking through the cobbled streets. There were plenty of historic sites such as the Castle of Ypres, Norman St Marys Church, and the Prison Door from the 15th century I attempted to get into.
