Thursday, August 25, 2005

Rye, Romney Marsh, Romney Bay and Dungeness

This is a starkly beautiful park of the world. It really doesn't feel like your in the UK at times, feeling more desolate and harsh and yet stunning at the same time. From the cobbled streets of medieval Rye to the harsh greys and greens of the shingle at Dungeness the one thing we found consistently good was the hospitality and the food, the weather, on the other hand, was typically British: sun, rain, sun, rain. But as Billy Connely says, there's no such thing as bad weather, only the wrong clothes, so waterproofs on and armed we had a great time. We stayed in a 15th century cottage turned B&B, a spruced up and trendified '50's motel and a 1920's coastal mansion house built for an American actress, all of them using local produce to stunning effect. Romney Marsh provided superb lamb and succulent Samphire. The local waters providing a wealth of fish and the local farmers produce for as fine an English Breakfast as you'll ever eat. Anyway, it'll take me a while to fish out the best bits, so here's a few pics to tide you over...

Hake with Chorizo from The Fish Cafe in Rye
Camber Sands
Famous sons

Oak smoked Garlic from the Smokery in Dungeness

1 comment:

cookiecrumb said...

No, seriously? Oak-smoked garlic? ngngngng... [indecipherable limbic incantations].
You must be having a very good time.