Harrow Hill

The car park at Chantry post was busier than Kithurst.

Several walkers were setting off along the SDW and cyclists were preening themselves in their Lycra prior to putting their pedals to work.

The Gorse Fox was not worried about the sudden flurry of humankind - he was turning south, away from the throng (well, it was throng of about 5 people).

Heading along the bridleway he could see the norh-east slope of Harrow Hill. Unfortunately there are no official paths or bridleways that cross the hill - though GF did see a runner come straight over the top (scaring a few deer as he ran).


To the south west the view was less dramatic but nevertheless the patchwork of grasses and fields stitched together with the narrow headgerows and embroidered with the deep green of the copses still caught the eye.


Evidently the livestock of Sussex are well-educated, as the farmers even put up signs instructing them how to behave in the countryside.


The path continued to the west of Harrow Hill leading the Gorse Fox down towards Lee Farm.