As the Gorse Fox headed eastwards along the South Downs Way, he marvelled at the views. This was Amberley from Amberley Mount.
The sun was out, it was warm, and at this point GF hadn't seen another walker (though had dodged several mountain bikes).
The only sound was the distant crack of shotguns. There was obviously a shoot at The Dover, but GF couldn't help but think the constant sound of gunfire must be like living in Manchester, Nottingham, or Reading.
[File under: Sussex Walk, Amberley, Parham, Storrington, South Downs]
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