A classic view for me- not just because of family Dorset history, but becuse of my fossil hunting interests aged 8 to 56. The Cap was always visible from our best hunting grounds under Stonebarrow and Black Venn.
Some lovely pics on a lovely day Dew.
I also remember crossing it in July 1991 during a Chetnole to Charmouth walk (with an overnight stop nt far from Powerstock). My younger brother was forced to carry his girlfriend's rucksack as well as his and the climb was so steep in places I thought he would arrest (he was only 24 at the time) his face was so red.
Bertie, Itchen Valley.
Retire while you can still press the 'retire now' button.