There was one mildly interesting event which took place a couple of weeks ago as the Olympic torch relay came to town. I was surprised that it actually ran right through Bognor Regis since other larger towns missed out. We had hoped, with the various events in the town on the day, the weather would break for a few hours. Alas as the torch reached the town the deluge of rain started once again soaking all 22,500 people lining the route...including myself. As expected, after waiting around for hours, the torchbearer and ensemble dashed past in a matter of moments and was gone. I did however get the important snap, the flame still lit even in these most challenging of conditions. There wasn't much to it really, but then how often does one have the chance to see such events.
I had seconds to capture the runner...the flame it hanging in there despite the horrendous conditions
The Torches on standby in the official Olympic relay bus
A little over a week later and the news we had all been waiting for broke....The Jet Stream was finally moving north and in its wake the most glorious, hot, sunny summery weather. Temperatures have for the last few days been better than many of the top holiday spots across the world and so I tried to make the most of it.
First up a bike ride along the canal to Chichester Marina/ Dell Quay area to watch the sail boats and yachts on the estuary.
The canal running south of Chichester to the marina
Rain? what rain
The footpath which runs from the marina to Dell Quay, lots of idyllic
How the other half live
Time for lunch, a relaxing and peaceful spot
Looking north to Goodwood and the South Downs with Dell Quay in the foreground
At one point there was an Armada of boats
Ours isn't a flash Beach. It doesn't host an iconic frontage or have a multitude of amusements. The Pier is so rusted it seems to lose chunks after every storm which rolls in. Hell for the most part it doesn't even have any sand (someone made a bad decsion a long time ago and the beach went all FUBAR...sand was washed away and replaced with shingle)...but when it hits 32 degrees C, it doesn't suck to hang out for a few hours.
One of the seafront cafes has for years had a display on the roof of Marilyn Monroe and a Blues Brother with a donkey...then this happened.
Fancy a dip...guaranteed to refresh at around 16C
There was lolling, dozing, catching up with Dirk Pitt's latest escapades, eating of a picnic lunch, aforementioned swimming, people watching and generally a relaxing time. According to the reports the rain drenched summer is making a very unwelcome return next week and already the temperature has dropped so whether I'll make it onto the Downs this year at all is a bit TBC....grr arg!