Today I walked ten miles to the end of Dungeness Spit, leaving Antonia and Jane to build shanties out of driftwood at the beach end of the spit. It was the hottest day we've had here so far, so it was a bit like walking through a desert, but like a desert it was beautiful. I hung out at the end of the spit for a while, taking photographs and scanning the sound for seals and seabirds.
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