From Weymouth I headed further south to the tip of the Portland Peninsula. On the way are a couple of castles. Upon closer inspection it turned out that one of them acts as a medium security prison now. How nice, living in a castle with an ocean view. Not bad for a life style.
Some people have all the luck.
But unlike them I could jump in my car and move on. I made many more stops on the east side of the long stretched peninsula. There is a hiking trail that loops all around the peninsula. I forgot the name of the village, but a couple of miles south of a WWII memorial I started hiking along the trail that follows the grayish to whitish cliffs. Soon I spotted a couple of nude bathers half a mile down at the water.