Day four - Southease station to A27 crossing

Day four – Southease station to A27 crossing 

“England's mountains green, with a smattering of gold” 

Started the day by passing a church with a unique round tower.  It's possibly the only one of it's kind that I've seen. 

Following this I went the wrong way by following google maps, only to do a full loop and end up back where I started.   I was pleased of this because I could then take the right route and not miss any section of the South Downs Way.  These are just a few odd bonus steps to add onto the 100 miles!    

When I got back to the dirt track, there was still a constant stream of vehicles going down it, giving me a much unneeded dust bath.  Most were vans or trucks and both a sign and a jeep with a bike on its trailer indicated that they were all going to a motocross.  It was quite a sight looking down the road after them, all engulfed in their own little clouds of dirt.    

Going up the side of the hill, I looked left and saw I had a very health-and-safety conscious friend at my side.  Down in the field was a scarecrow, decked out in a super hi-vis orange outfit. 

There were farmers fixing their tractor up on the hill and then it was on to a seemingly endless straight concrete track, which had apparently been laid in 2016, according to the person who had scratched the number into a section of it. 

This morning was really hot, but despite this there was one sudden gust of wind: maybe the sky coughed or sneezed, who knows.  Anyway, it whipped of my hat, so I had a short spurt to retrieve it from the crops.  Almost immediately afterwards a cyclist appeared with a camera on his helmet.   It hadn't occurred to me before doing this that people would be filming on bikes.  Fortunately I think I passed for normal this time round, so you won't see me cropping up on YouTube any time soon!  However it was now time for me to smash my own technology, by dropping the phone on the flint track.   The screen now looks like it has one of those prank crack marks you could buy back in the day. 

Down in the lowlands was an unusual windmill.  I didn't realise at the time but it has five sails.  

A bit farther along the top of the hill was beautiful.  A bucolic scene with the calves drinking from their mothers, the hills covered in buttercups and a white horse being ridden through the centre of these.   

After these, walking on a slant was taxing on the feet, but I could see the Amex stadium from the top.  I then descended down the side of the hill to the A27 crossing, passing a huge, randomly-placed cut log on the way.