There’s a bit of beach West of Combe Martin that’s intrigued me because it looks like some exotic Asian ie Vietnamese or Thai landscape. Can’t really access it by road but from the coast path. However, there is a campsite so we’re having a weekend there at the end of June.
Yes,think I’ve always called it that due to the holiday place called watermouth over the road from it… Was going to stop there as it is beautiful. Now at Torrington
Love that Leyland Fire Tender… Brings back memories…
I think it is a Leyland Tigress. Like a Leyland Tiger but with a ‘normal control’ driving position; driver behind engine and not beside it as on Tiger.
Here’s a picture of the first and only Fire Tender I’ve travelled on…
Currently listening to Bill Evans, Waltz for Debby whilst watching the bats dart around at dusk on a clear still evening. Third night in row the bats have been about, which is to be honest not uncommon despite being only 3 miles from Oxford Circus. Mind you also only half a mile from the top of Parliament Hill/Hampstead Heath.
Loved that part of the SWCP on our travels, despite not being the best weather!
It’s a lovely road from Lynmouth to Porlock, after we did the Two Moors Way back in 2018 we took the vintage bus service although it was struggling somewhat with the hills, getting down to around 10-15mph and chugging along! Then took the West Somerset Railway from Minehead back to Bishops Lydeard where my Brother was living at the time.
Down in the valley is the quiet nature reserve of Emsworthy Mire which until a couple of weeks ago was carpeted in the densest swathe of bluebells. It’s a place where adders thrive and cuckoos are seen throughout May.
I hadn’t been before, it was lovely. We climbed out of the valley over the top of Saddle tor and returned down in front of Haytor rocks to find the car surrounded by ponies.
The purple sky is a powerful omen. I’m pleased you are not with those fools stood on the long barrow . The beacon and sky portend one thing ‘The giant awakens’!
Plinky plonk Jazz is mainly the creation of satin shirted middle class white jazzish dudes best enjoyed in lifts and £5 all you can eat seafood buffet dives by people who think Horace is just noise.