Whitstable and Margate

The sun rises slowly over the black hill and strikes the sleeping town; it lights the flocks of restless turnstones that sit out the high tide on the quayside and flat-topped marker buoy, clad in rough-hewn timber. A single Sandwich tern flies by and a cormorant perches precariously on a high marker post. The coast…

Whitstable Shore

Whitstable is quiet without the summer visitors or weekenders down from the Smoke. The few about are pensioners¬†and young mothers in the main. A couple of windsurfers tiptoe down the beach and soon have more zip than most. The westerly is only tamed by turning your back or finding some shelter. Whitstable seafront; ale, fish…