Bodiam Castle, finished in 1385, is a proper, square, moat-surrounded castle; complete with crenelated towers, loopholes, murder holes, a portculis, and thigh-achingly steep staircases. Seriously people; my legs were shaking for a solid ten minutes after the second tower.
|Looking at the ducks...and trying to recreate a similar picture|
of me and my dad.
|Bodiam across the moat.|
|My handsome boys!|
After Bodiam, we decided to continue making the most of our 4-hour round trip by visiting the nearby Scotney Castle. Scotney isn't so much a castle as a 19th-Century stately home...but one built from the most Romantic-looking medieval-to-Elizabethan hodgepodge of a home I've ever seen. Seriously. If nothing else, I would have wanted to come back in nicer weather for some professional family photos. The setting of this place was idyllic.
|Indulging my love of hydrangeas.|
|The 'Old Castle' which stands on the property just downhill of the main house.|
|Oh yes, and he also growled for the camera.|
Moral of the story? No day is a bad day to go and see a castle.