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Sowley Brooms I, New Forest, Hampshire. Sowley Brooms I, New Forest, Hampshire.

Two dozen wild horses roam freely on the lanes. Most of the occasional vehicles passing are Land Rovers which have to wait as the horses saunter past. Flocks of pheasants rise squawking from the side of hedgerows as I walk past.

Pylewell House, Boldre, New Forest, Hampshire. Pylewell House, Boldre, New Forest, Hampshire.

Pylewell House grandly isolated with its private shore is still in aristocratic hands with a thatched cricket club house adjacent. Damp bonfire smoke wafts across the lane.

Sowley Brooms II, New Forest, Hampshire. Sowley Brooms II, New Forest, Hampshire.

Otters Crossing, Drive Slowly. In Lymington a lot of the men wear boating brands and wander about looking tanned and leisured even though it’s off season.

Kill Cord, Lymington Yacht Haven, Hampshire. Kill Cord, Lymington Yacht Haven, Hampshire.

At upmarket Lymington Yacht Haven a ‘Danger of Death’ sign replete with a skull and cross bones leaves me unsure as to what danger could possibly exist here different to any…

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Fawley Power Station I, Hampshire. Fawley Power Station I, Hampshire.

The Hythe Pier train clatters empty at 6am preparing for the first passengers. My legs are having difficulty bending this morning after the previous days exertions. On leaving the street lights I attach a torch to my backpack chest strap so I can see the path as it’s inky black in this wooded area. The ancient track slopes up on both sides feeling like it would have been the perfect place for highwayman to pounce from.

It’s a beautiful thing to walk as dawn emerges, something I started on this walk out of necessity in order to cover the distance and now come to relish. The dark misty sky glows orange with the lights of the Fawley Oil Refinery. Emerging from the forest past a depot of fuel trucks a large crucifix glows outside of Hardley Methodist Church.

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The Bargate Constructed circa 1180 in Norman times as part of the Southampton town walls, Hampshire. The Bargate Constructed circa 1180 in Norman times as part of the Southampton town walls, Hampshire.

A dark wet start, beads of rain slide down the shiny developers hoardings of WestQuay Watermark abutting a section of Southampton Medieval city wall. Pavement glistens under orange sodium lights.

Southampton Container Port I. The country's second largest such terminal, after that at Felixstowe. Southampton Container Port I. The country’s second largest such terminal, after that at Felixstowe.

Most of the city was destroyed in the Blitz and the now has an ironically spacious and continental feel as a result of the rebuilding.

Holyrood Church Built in 1320, destroyed during the Southampton blitz in November 1940, one of 45,000 buildings that were damaged or destroyed, Holyrood Church Built in 1320, destroyed during the Southampton blitz in November 1940, one of 45,000 buildings that were damaged or destroyed,

Escape from the rain momentarily in Town Quay Starbucks. All the coffee sippers around me are in full corporate mode.

To my left “As a line manager I have to mention this is preventing me doing my job”

To my right “I’m drip…

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Container Ship in the Solent from Gilkicker Point, Hampshire. Container Ship in the Solent from Gilkicker Point, Hampshire.

Golden morning light illuminates golfers and container ships passing between Fort Gilkicker and the alleged spy training centre at Fort Monckton.

Browndown Range I, Hampshire. Browndown Range I, Hampshire.

Browndown Range doesn’t have a flag flying – first time I’ve been lucky on the walk so far and not had to detour around an MOD site due to live firing.

Browndown Range II, Faggots & Queers, Hampshire. Browndown Range II, Faggots & Queers, Hampshire.

Browndown Range III, Lookout, Hampshire. Browndown Range III, Lookout, Hampshire.

Browndown Range IV, Outfall, Hampshire. Browndown Range IV, Outfall, Hampshire.

Browndown Range V, Sand Ladder, Hampshire. Browndown Range V, Sand Ladder, Hampshire.

Browndown Range VI, Butts, Hampshire. Browndown Range VI, Butts, Hampshire.

Beach Huts, Lee-on-the-Solent, Hampshire. Beach Huts, Lee-on-the-Solent, Hampshire.

Decorator / Handywoman Van parked outside the Hovercraft museum

The Solent from Hill Head, Hampshire. The Solent from Hill Head, Hampshire.

Glistening jellyfish two feet across, a sandy footprint neatly placed on one side of its body.

Private Beach, Hill Head, Hampshire. Private Beach, Hill Head, Hampshire.

A row of precious houses each with variously phrased notices all stating the privateness of their tiny…

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M-pipe carbon fibre subsea reeler system, Magma Global Factory, Portchester, Hampshire. M-pipe carbon fibre subsea reeler system, Magma Global Factory, Portchester, Hampshire.

A camera drone buzzes over the ruined royal apartments of Richard II in Portchester Castle breaking the silence like a mosquito in a bedroom on a summer’s night.

Portchester Castle's 12th century keep, Hampshire. Portchester Castle’s 12th century keep, Hampshire.

In the 1800’s three hundred prisoners were kept in the keep and their graffiti can be seen on the walls today. Those that died while incarcerated were buried in the mudflats and the tide occasionally reveal their remains.

Roman walls of Portchester Castle, Hampshire. Roman walls of Portchester Castle, Hampshire.

Outside the Roman walls a teacher lectures her students with careful enunciation;
“The castle is surrounded by water on three sides for defensive purposes”,
“There’s no way you’d get a massive boat through there because; A, it’s too narrow – and B, oh I forgot where I was going there…”

Graveyard, St Mary's Portchester, Hampshire. Graveyard, St Mary’s Portchester, Hampshire.

Norman west door, St Mary's Portchester, Hampshire. Norman west door, St Mary’s Portchester…

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Spinnaker Tower being painted gold for rebranding as Emirates Spinnaker Tower. The 170 meter structure was designed by HGP Architects and built in 2005. Portsmouth, Hampshire. Spinnaker Tower being painted gold for rebranding as Emirates Spinnaker Tower. The 170 meter structure was designed by HGP Architects and built in 2005. Portsmouth, Hampshire.

On awakening I hear trains rumbling into the harbour station, ship’s horns sounding and the pssst of coach doors opening. I enjoy Portsmouth’s cosmopolitan sense of purpose in contrast to the parochial air that can blight some coastal settlements.

Climbing the mast, Gunwharf Quays, Portsmouth, Hampshire. Climbing the mast, Gunwharf Quays, Portsmouth, Hampshire.

At Spinnaker Tower abseilers are skilfully painting the exterior with gold and blue as part of an Emirates sponsorship deal.

Emirates Spinnaker Tower painting, Portsmouth, Hampshire. Emirates Spinnaker Tower painting, Portsmouth, Hampshire.

Emirates Spinnaker Tower & Gunwharf Quays, Portsmouth, Hampshire. Emirates Spinnaker Tower & Gunwharf Quays, Portsmouth, Hampshire.

Up the tower an elderly couple are awkwardly taking a photo of themselves. I offer to take the picture but they declined with a smile saying “It’s our first selfie”

Gunwharf Quays from Spinnaker Tower, Portsmouth, Hampshire. Gunwharf Quays from Spinnaker Tower, Portsmouth, Hampshire.

Gosport Marina, Hampshire. Gosport Marina, Hampshire.

Emirates Spinnaker Tower, detail, Portsmouth, Hampshire. Emirates Spinnaker Tower, detail…

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Masts, Emsworth, Hampshire. Masts, Emsworth, Hampshire.

At Emsworth a gentle breeze is blowing and children are learning  to dingy sail. “Tiller away from you”, “No, tiller away from you”, “… and go about”,  “Yes that’s it, well done Henry”.

Warblington Cemetery, Hampshire. Warblington Cemetery, Hampshire.

At Warblington a heart wrenching collection of infant cemeteries, some with sun bleached children’s toys and windmills. Harrowing inscriptions like ‘Born asleep’ or ‘Our runaway bunny’. Perhaps to see so many others bearing the same tragedy is some small solace to the parents. I pass a man in an open field with cellophane wrapped red carnations heading to the graveyard.

Railway sleepers, Langstone, Hampshire. Railway sleepers, Langstone, Hampshire.

A dragonfly dances over freshly cut wheat fields, a single fluffy cloud hangs in the expanse of blue sky. The bridge to Hayling Island lies ahead.

Royal Oak and Mill, Langstone, Hampshire. Royal Oak and Mill, Langstone, Hampshire.

Two young mothers with toddlers siting by the shore in Prinstead, one balances a miniature…

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