Gorse Fox stopped for a drink of water and asked himself why the hell he was climbing a hill, with a backpack, in 25 degrees... and what was that drumming sound in the background. The drumming in the background slowly subsided. Was it a distant tractor? Was it an errant MP3 player? Was it a motorbike thrumming across the downs? No. It was Gorse Fox's heart disturbing the peace of the countryside!
[File under: SussexWalk, Bramber, Steyning, Steyning Bowl]
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