Bampton was one of those layovers not taken by the hardy who prefer to walk twenty miles a day, but it is a pleasant stop, as you can see:
The dry stone walls are gorgeous. Maybe the moss and ferns growing out of them are not good for the structure, but they are pleasing to the eye:
Some of the gate are beautiful, too:
The room at the B and B was spare. No kettle (all rooms have a kettle), no table or chair, no amenities at all except for this phone!
Being able to get one’s pint is serious business:
You would not believe what this truck is really for. Just to impress the point, here are two shots, front and side:
The answer will be at the end of the post.
Some establishments have limited hours:
Again, just to give a sense of the surroundings:
And the other direction:
Identity of the truck: It is the local fire truck!
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Grandma Goes Coastal 