The Long Man of Wilmington and a White Horse

During my sixty eight years roaming the British countryside, I've seen most of the well-known chalk hill figures. One that had so far eluded me was the - arguably oldest - Long Man of Wilmington. Since this is situated just north of Friston, Jason directed us there for a  long-overdue visit.

On the way we passed a smallish White Horse: we returned to Brighton by a route that let us actually walk  to it: the view across the Cuckmere Valley was incredible!