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It was bound to happen: rain. Everything is harder in the rain, not least is figuring out where to go. Also, walking through woods, while a treat on a hot day, is just dark in the pouring rain. By and by, as I was approaching a clearing, I heard barking and a second later, fiveContinue reading “Five dogs and rain”

Leaving Dartmouth on the car ferry. Why not the passenger ferry? Because the car ferry begins its run a half hour earlier: Reminders of the war are many. There was a series of plaques at the ferry slip: Didn’t look dangerous to me: View: Young people playing cricket on the beech: The Golden Hind….a replica,Continue reading “Back to the HIlls”

The other property to see—in addition to Coleton Fishacre—is Greenway, Agatha Christie’s country House and gardens. To get there, you take a different ferry and for a pleasant half hour, cruise up the busy River Dart, and voila, there you are! This house has a lot of STUFF, and depending on your interests, you willContinue reading “Final Rest Day”

On the way, which was like a treasure hunt, the route being so convoluted, a stone bridge; There were only about eleven miles to cover today, so I arrived in Dartmouth shortly after noon—after a pause at Dartmouth Castle where I actually sat down and had a piece of delicious cake, but decided I didContinue reading “Dartmouth”

Salcombe is an upscale town. I stayed smack in the middle of the harbor area in a pub with a converted hayloft that offers two rooms. (Not so upscale.) The sign over the door reads MIND YOUR HEAD, and you really have to! A couple of fine sloops: The walk started with a ferry rideContinue reading “Long day”

Starting out: The peaceful moments do not last long: How can you be aware of a flying golf ball until it hits you in the head and you are knocked out, at which point you are no aware of anything? If it is not one thing, it is another: Perfect spot for a restaurant calledContinue reading “Scenic drama returns”

Today’s 14 miles, a fair amount of it seriously demanding, had two logistical issues. First, the River Earme. It can be forded only for one hour on either side of low tide, so a taxi was arranged by Encounter (the booking people), but wouldn’t you know, I probably could have waded across. The thing isContinue reading “Water!”

Is this a pool, or what! Painting with story of painting below: There are several horbours at Plynouth. This is one: A whole other universe: The walk today began with 7.5 miles through city and industrialscape. You could take a ferry to cut out the section, but I did not. Anyone who has done walksContinue reading “The original Plynouth”

Cows in the early morning: Part of the route today passed through a military firing range. If the military is firing, you cannot pass through the range, but must take the road instead, an undesirable option. There are (many) signs that warn you: And gates that make you say, “whoa” But most important is theContinue reading “Crafthole to Plymouth”

Off early, as usual, to catch the best walking hours of the day. The walk today was pleasant, varied, but not dramatic except for one fun bit. There is a mile of beach, which you can walk across if the tide is low. But if it is not, you are supposed to take the road,Continue reading “Slow news day”