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Kent

Dungeness, Kent

Dungeness in Kent, a place I’d been desperate to visit since first hearing about it a few years ago. So on a recent trip to Brighton, my brother and I decided to make the journey and see what all the fuss was about.

Turns out Dungeness is hauntingly beautiful. With its rugged, barren landscape, it felt like we'd stepped into the Wild West. There was no one around other than the occasional fishermen mending a net or painting a boat - we felt completely remote and isolated from the real world.

Small wooden cottages adorn the peninsula, with a huge nuclear power station adding a mark on an otherwise flat horizon. Overhead wires dissect the sky, disused railway lines lead towards the sea, whilst abandoned boats, rusty machinery and old shacks add a touch of beauty to the vast and deserted shingle beach. 

It's an otherworldly place, which captures your imagination and I’ve no doubt you would unearth something new every time you visit. We easily lost track of the time and if it hadn’t been for the sun setting so early we would've spent hours longer exploring. 

Instead we ended up in the only pub we could find, and of course were the only punters. Dungeness has a particularly eery feeling after dark, so we were keen to make a swift exit and get back to the hustle and bustle of Brighton.

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