Travel Blogs from Minehead
... where she and Craig used
to live in Lacey Green before moving to York. We had googled it but
it was good to actually see it.
collected us for dinner with her parents, and her sister Christine
who had flown in from Switzerland that afternoon with her two year
old son Jasper – a bright, lively little fellow with an infectious
smile and laugh. Christine's husband Paul was to arrive the next
... was very helpful and informative and we now know some new big words like brachiopod and mezzozoic. We then stumbled back along the beach to the town and went for a walk along The Cob (sea wall). This featured in the movie, The French Lieutenants Woman. Becca treated us all to some delicious and well earned ice creams. We wandered back along the seaside and then up through the town which was ...
... me, were told they would need to apply for leave of absence!
But, another 500metres to the actual finish line still, and I didn’t notice it was on road. And a few photos at the South West Coast Path sculpture; which now is my favourite sculpture of all time. Then Giuli tells me she has found a nice camp site for the night above Minehead, and that I have got to finish off the left over pasta from last night. But she’ll let me off the Porridge in the ...
... Though the highlight for us was entering the fancy dress wheel barrow race, drinking a half in each pub on the way from the Pack of Cards down to the Fo’C’s’le Inn. And it is one of England’s longest villages! There has to be a limit on the number of ' you can put in one word. What if you wanted to say Fo'C's'le's beer is the best? Or if there were two pubs? Fo'C's'les' beer?
We returned in 1987 for that first holiday as a family, ...
... to say in the morning I ran from Morthoe towards Saunton, after lunch I ran from Hele Bay to Morthoe. Clear? As mud. This was partly to make things easier for Giuli in Dora, less driving around, but also gave her more time to visit shops, walk Kimber and do stuff herself. And it worked for both of us so there!
I set off to be greeted at Morte Point by the heaviest sustained rain of the trip. We have been so lucky with the weather yet ...