This was the view from our balcony in Salcombe the first morning
The cliff-side road to the start of the South West Coast path went past some of the most expensive real estate in the UK. This place had it's own path down to their private beach.
Fort Charles here was the last Royalist fortress to fall to Cromwell's army
Being the UK it was cold enough in winter for even the trees to need blankets, or so clearly thought the woodland elves
Finally, we made it to the start of the South West Coast Path
It was unbelievably windy and pretty cold. Enough to make your hands half numb. I believe this was the good part of the UK. Everywhere else was colder...
There were actually joggers coming down that ridge ahead. Some sort of mad fell runners. Many miles from anywhere. We were dead impressed.
We met these very cool cows en route
And some very hardy ponies as well
People have clearly been farming these lands for longer than there have been dry stone walls - the usual, and more modern, design.
Finally, after just over 3 hrs, we made the town of Little Hope, where we fell upon our vegan lunch like wolves are supposed to (I suspect they're actually far better mannered)
Finally, it was time to head back. To my horror I discovered there were no buses or taxis on this public holiday. I would have to walk all the way back... Unlike me, Jasmijn took it in her stride. Here she is, striding uphill against the wind.
Once again, we encountered these very cool bovines...
25 Xmas pose