It was - as Devon is - all very peaceful and uneventful. The weather was scorching one minute and stormy the next (one morning I woke to thunderbolt and lightning, very very frightening ... which was quite exciting, as it rolled in off the sea) - and so I had a couple of days when I wandered about between the showers, and more days when I wandered along cliff tops and stared at the ocean. No tigers; no crocodiles; though I did see a seal.
And, when I wasn't wandering, I was reading.
Not a holiday to live forever in the memory, but an undemanding sort of holiday and exactly what I needed. And so here are some photographs taken as I strolled along the cliff paths - brownie points to anyone who knows exactly where they are.
Lovely, Jo. Devon is gorgeous and you can just soak up the scenery. It has its own share of drama but with all the comfort of familiarity. A beautiful part of the country and one I'd love to re-vsit one day! Your last two photos look like north coast to me, but it's a long time since I've been there, so I am probably wrong.
ReplyDeleteYes, Val - you're wrong!! Carol is much closer.
DeleteWe always used to go to Salcombe and Hope Cove when I was a child, but I don't think your pics were taken there.
ReplyDeleteThey're not far away ...
DeleteI loved Devon when I was there, many years ago. Wonderful pictures.
ReplyDeleteGreetings from London.
Sometimes nice quiet uneventful holidays are just what we need.
ReplyDeleteThat kind of holiday often hits the spot. How long were you there?
ReplyDeleteOnly a week. Not long enough!!
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