The tide was going out and together, but mostly independently, we explored the beach, the rock pools, and the rock falls of chalk at the foot of the steep cliffs. It was a very leisurely hour or more, cameras in hand.
The time came to leave, there was less than an hour of daylight left, and we wanted to visit Cuckmere Haven as well. Walking back to the iron staircase up the cliffs I spotted a lone photographer standing in the shallows, camera on tripod, patiently waiting. For the light perhaps? For me, he was the picture; the light was warming up towards sunset, the sea was quiet and gleaming. Possibly the best picture of the afternoon.
When you leave, always take one last look behind you.