Contrary to what its name suggests, Seatown has never deserved the label 'town'. At the end of a mile-long track this tiny hamlet, once home to thirty or forty fishermen and smugglers, is now best-known as a prime fossil-hunting spot.
The steep, shingle beach is clean and quiet although there are no lifeguards so care should be taken when swimming. There is a car park with space for a hundred cars and a pub that backs right on to the beach. The Golden Cap, to the west of the beach, is the highest sea cliff in the south of England.