we've been wandering lost in admiration through the spires and greens of Oxford
and checking out the business opportunities in Wells, but now we're in Devon on
the north coast, visiting the Tims.
may not find this terribly rewarding unless you're included here, so this is a
good time for casual and random browsers to turn back before they get too caught
up in the sweep and majesty of the proceedings and can't let go.
until recently conservation colleagues at Ramsar and WWF International but now
proprietors of the DJEnvironmental consulting agency, are restoring this ancient
creekside mill in the teensy Sterridge Valley leading down to Berrynarbor on the
north Devon coast. The
house has been traced in the records back to 1720 so far but was well established
on the site at that time.
joined the Tims' regular team in the Sunday night Berrynarbor pub quiz and, though
we foundered on some of the British sitcoms and sports stars, won (Kristin was awarded the T-shirt and baseball cap as prizes).
is one road through the Sterridge Valley and there is never a good time to be
on it. Much of it is at a 45% grade and all of it is 3/4 lane wide, but our little
hired red SEAT (above) made it down and up several times without a sinistre, against
all expectations. ("Not suitable for caravans.")
old mill creek on the left, a rainy day before setting off for a hike at Woody
Bay, and the main house seen from the second building, where the Tims have their
Tims having a laugh at Kristin standing out in the rain, preparatory to her going
off on a good long hike at Woody Bay.
Preparations all made and alles in ordnung, and off we go.
A hasty look back as we speed along the coast path
Coast Path looking west from Woody Bay, part of the Exmoor National Park on the
north Devon coast, 20 October 2003.
Coast Path continues westward, but on the far side of a great whacking river valley.
According to the map, the ladies' room is right round here somewhere.
quite beautiful shirt, which is just over 27 years old, bears the message:
"a choice of life, for safeguard the Nature!"
preparing to investigate the lunch offerings at the Hunters Inn at the bottom
of the valley, by way of fortifying ourselves for the second half of the walk.
lime kilns are ubiquitous on the Devon coast, every reasonable landing place has
one -- one can only guess what they were doing with all the kilned lime.
Inn down near sea level in the valley between Trentishoe and Martinhoe, a picturesque
and popular spot for day-lunchers and priced accordingly, but with a nice National
Trust station with nature exhibits, etc., just nearby
you want mustard or ketchup on that?
architecture and scenery and a disappointing ham sandwich, Hunters Inn, October
fortified, Kristin follows the path ascending back out to the seacoast.
of the pre-Hunters Inn part of the Coast Path
of the post-Hunters Inn part of the Coast Path
Topping out on the hilltops and circling back towards Woody Bay
church, quite old, and accommodations for the local dead
Lovely colors as the shadows lengthen
Hastening eastward, where as we recall we left the car
back to Woody Bay just before nightfall, anticipating a hearty pub meal and an
evening reading bits of The Guardian and The Independent to each other with oily
fish and chips and great bitter.
to the Tims in Berrynarbor and some more drizzlish sightseeing on the morrow,
charming old Lynmouth, specifically, and the hike from the fine old church at
Selworthy on Exmoor, over the Selworthy Beacon, and then back in rain squalls
to the fine old church at Selworthy on Exmoor, and then another wonderful pub