First off, our arrival, and the place. My mom found this B&B in February while we were planning the trip and figuring out how we could get close to the Tour de France. It turned out better than I could have hoped....
It had acres and acres of beautifully maintained sheep pasture as a backyard, which marched up to a hilltop behind the farm. Since we had been cooped up in the car for the trip down, AND the sun was out with a warm wind, we immediately took off with the girls up the pasture, dodging sheep and lambs.
The girls spent a long time searching out badger dens, chasing rabbits (which were everywhere....), and then gathering up some grass for the sheep back down the hill. I caught them in the act here....
After feeding the sheep the fresh piles, we headed back down the hill, got cleaned up at the B&B and then headed into Headcorn, which is the closest villlage from the place about 3 miles down into the valley. Had a great dinner of Indian food actually, since the 3 pubs in town were completely off limits to Marina's belly. But no worries, because as you find here, the British, after their imperial history with India, know a thing or two about Masala.....
Turned out to be a good place to go as well, because after dinner, the owner came over to talk with us and found out we were trying to strategize on where to see the Tour the day after next. She marched us over to a guy in her bar that was a big bike enthusiast and was heading to London the next day to see the prologue. He told us that Sissinghurst was the place to go, because the roads would be all closed around it, and it was near where we were. Plus there was supposed to be things for the kids to do. My mom and I had been vindicated...as that was our general plan to begin with.
So Sissinghurst it would be! But first, we had a day of castle hunting ahead of us....
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