When in England one doesn't have to go far to be further. I note the main thoroughfare for most of the villages & towns is named High Street. Given the close proximity of these townships, when do the High Streets become a Highway?
One week on the road and we are yet to witness any behaviour that resembles road rage. When on narrow lanes/roads a polite custom of slowing or stopping to give way to oncoming traffic is acknowledged with a wave.
Glastonbury appeared to offer an alternate lifestyle. A closer acquaintance confirmed this to be fact. Astrologers, mystics, psychics, clairvoyants, card readers, crystal healers seem out of place in what was once a centre for religious pilgrimage. Glastonbury Abbey is steeped in legend & history. Founded in 600AD, it is the earliest Christian Sanctuary in Britain. The abbey was destroyed by fire in 1184 and rebuilt. Today ruins fight the ravages of time. It is the legendary burial place of King Arthur & Queen Guinevere.
The windswept moors above Pollock provided an opportunity for stunning views over farming land & the coastline bordering the Atlantic Ocean.
Lynmouth is an old village overlooking an equally old harbour. No time to stop!
Today we covered 180 miles in 8+ hours. The 21 miles from Lynmouth to Barnstaple was stressful for those of us who aren't accustomed to negotiating the narrow roads & descending steep terrain at speed. The intensity of concentration required was exhausting. Well done Phil!
We have arrived in Torquay, the English Riviera. Our guesthouse accommodation is in an 1880's Victorian Terrace. Our hosts have only been in residence a month and are still finding their way. He is a chef . I'm looking forward to breakfast!
| I fell in love with four friendly friesian faces! |
No comments:
Post a Comment