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Travel Blogs from Ilfracombe
... allotment keeping him very busy and Rose is showing her age a close to 90.
Sharon has organised a family reunion dinner for Saturday night which will see a cast of thousands with all of John and Maureens kids and grand kids,not sure of numbers but it will be a crowd.
Today the weather vis a bit grey looking, but dry!!
Dave & Lona.
... booking out, we drove along the coast through the Colbone where we ran across the local gentry and their hounds on a hunt! Never mind the weather! We stopped to let them through and they were awfully grateful. With a heavy sea fret, almost rain! We drove on through Exmoor in Somerset. It is where the river Ex runs through the moors. The road runs along the coast, which you can see for quite a bit of the way ...
... I turn around, pull my shorts down and sit in one co-ordinated move. As I am going seat wards, thinking "made it" for one micro second I relax. Mistake. My cheeks hit the toilet lid which I had failed to notice was down! I think I let out a scream and have never moved so fast. I managed to avoid a total, major disaster, but must confess I didn’t avoid a small one. All I can say to the campsite, I did my best to clean it up with what I had at my disposal.
It was a bit of a grey start to the day, and cool morning; made all the worse because in the distance the sun was shining on Wales. There was a surprising amount of Tarmac to contend with at both the beginning and end of the day and a lot of switching between roads and path up to Coombe Martin, though near Watermouth work was just starting as I passed to take walkers off the road at high tide, which it was.
Then came the hard climb up Great ...
... off to climb Africa’s highest peak! Giuliana and I had a romantic interlude here on our first holiday together; by which of course I mean we first mentioned getting married. (Meat Loaf comes to mind - only joking!)
I rounded Bull Point behind the lighthouse and met Louise who was having a late lunch. A golf widow I guess; she had walked form Saunton where her husband was playing. Hope it wasn’t him I interrupted in full swing ...