View after walking short, steep treacherous path:
You should know that walking through sheep fields is preferable to walking through cow fields. There is less poop and the sheep do not stampede toward you.
A pair of fog horns:
And a functioning lighthouse:
Now this tree limb overhanging the path did no harm because HAT was in backpack due to rain:
This sign was remarkable for existing, the signage today being, shall we say, scant. But it is hardly inviting or encouraging:
Cliffs:
A fossil!
These corn plants: straight out of Pharaoh’s dream:
It is not at all helpful when someone vandalizes signage:
After enough already of walking on these stones….
I espied this little sign (now righted) pushed into the bushes:
Up these stairs to the loft where the bed is:
Was hoping to cook a nice little dinner in the cute little kitchen, but the local “store” had the most miserable selection of food. It specializes in chips, soda, alcohol, and packaged sweets. Still, it was nice to eat at a table, with food on a real plate, using proper cutlery. Rhodri, the owner, said that tomorrow he would drop off a couple of eggs—he has chickens—so there will be an omelette for dinner!
Grandma Goes Coastal 