Leaving the YHA Youth Hostel, we headed off towards Lulworth Cove and the Durdle Door on the Jurassic Coast of Dorset. Squiffy sheepishly agreed to shun the safe road route and instead follow the daveb hill-climb route. Great choice, I thought. True, the trodden path disappeared early on and, true, we did walk up a big hill only to descend the other side for little additional value (the road route was more-or-less flat), but–come on–get some of that fresh air in your lungs!

Question: What’s the most unexpected thing you’d expect to see at the bottom of a deserted hill that you just scaled and descended?
Answer: In our case, a charity collection lady. We got a photo to prove it. Shame, she had been stood in that spot since the crack of dawn and we were here first contributers — sometime mid-morning.

View our Durdle Door gallery.