From Plymouth to Lyme Regis.

Well, I wasn’t sure it was possible to do this trip in 5 days, but the weather forced me to think again. In the end I had only 4 days to do the trip, since gale force 7 was expected for this afternoon. So the last 2 days were 60 km and 50 km respectively. Even my blisters now have blisters!
 
Don’t let anyone convince you that the South Devon coast is straight forward. Forget the English Riviera, there are some of the majestic and unspoilt beaches I have ever seen, either at home or abroad. There were literally dozens of beautiful coves and beaches without a soul on them.
Needless to say, if they had been in Cornwall, they would have been mobbed. This is the Bantham at different ends of the tide.
 
Even if you forget the distance covered, this is a technical section of coastline to navigate, particularly on Spring tides. Start point had 4+ knots of overfalls steaming out to France AND and whirlpool! Needless to say I didn’t get the camera out at that stage.

Thanks for all the support from our friends, but particularly to my long suffering wife, who understands my occasional need for solitary confinement.

Fun in the Kitchen

 

This is a little of what goes on in our house over the deep mid-winter. It just goes to show that kids don’t need many toys to have fun.

  

Morwenna loves to help mum in the kitchen. When cracking the eggs for a cake mix, she declared that the eggs (above) were smiling! There were only 2 eggs in the bowl so one must have been a double yoker. Diner also tuned into a set of carrot finger puppets in a bed of leeks and onions.

 

We opened the next 2 more carefully and as you can see, the chickens would have had twins! There are always enough pens and paper to go around, but for some reason this winter, Morwenna took to maths on the kitchen floor with a piece of chalk. Well, now she’s drawing with the ashes from the fire. I liked this one the best.