A story in pictures: Rye at the weekend.

I woke up before dawn. Not by choice but because of the seagulls. I watched the sun come up from my window. Here is the sky at 5am.

At 5:30am with a coffee and a dog to say good morning to. 

At 5:30am with a coffee and a dog to say good morning to. 

We sailed to a river to swim and attempt water skiing. 

It started to rain just as I had my life jacket on to water ski.  

This was the most intense rain I think I've ever experienced. As you can see, you could barely see ahead of you. It lasted all of 15 minutes and then it went.

We jumped off here into the river. 

And, tight skinned with sea salted hair, we headed home...