So you jump on the train from King’s Cross international or Stratford international and within 90 mins you find yourself in Broadstairs walking down to the coast and before you even see it, the sweet smell of the sea reaches out to you and embraces you with a warm welcome.
The bay is a huge embrace in itself.
Featuring Victorian design classics, the pier and the steps down to the seafront have a transformative quality, that of being in another era.
Charles Dickens said the inspiration came from this corner of the Kent coast. The cliff tops through Walpole Bay, Botany Bay, Kingsgate Bay, Joss Bay and where else than Viking Bay.
We made our way to the beach not knowing whether to jump in the beautiful turquoise water there or wait until the next beach or even the one after. We knew there was still a lot to see.
Each bay we came to offered something different. The arched white chalky rock stepping into the sea, to the family friendly shallow sands and the choppy windy beach for the adventurous souls.
We walked the coast on foot. I loved that I could sit, stop, swim just like being on a holiday. I flipflopped my way over to Margate, to find a rest stop in a bohemian retro cafe on the promanade.
The coast between Broadstairs and Margate is incredibly user friendly for cyclists and walkers alike. It is a full and diverse day out, stunning seascapes, restfull stops.
I would like to see it in the winter.