One last goodbye to Dockside and the Torridge estuary.
Then home to Bath via Knightshayes, National Trust house and gardens.
There’s always one…!
I woke to a golden sunrise. Nowhere better to watch it from than Dockside.
The cottage’s riverside garden was glowing in the golden sunrise too.
After breakfast it was on to RHD Rosemoor, swathed in its Autumn finery.
We laughed so much on our week’s holiday!
Then back to Dockside for some birdwatching.
…then off to Clovelly…
Lots of critters…
…and time to play up for the camera.
The secret is to walk straight down to the harbour and then stop to look at everything on the way back up the steep hill…including the donkeys and the artisan workshops. Then on to Clovelly Court and church.
Irene and I were – as usual – up and about before our men, so set out with cameras to capture the essence of Appledore.
We were puzzled by this pink house that appears to not have a front door!
Then on to Lynton to get the cliff railway down to Lynmouth. I am not sure Kenth was all that keen on the cliffside railway…
Back up to Lynton for a wander around and the chance to investigate the church (and make friends with a very sociable robin the churchyard)
A lovely sunrise woke us on the Monday. Well ok, the lovely sunrise woke Irene and me. The men took a little longer.
We headed over the bridge to Instow and Tapely Park, sheltering in the Summer house (known as the Toots for some reason) when a heavy shower hit.
Mark explained to the livestock that he is a vegetarian…
Always pleased to see Swedes in a vegetable garden!
…and I thought the Jurassic Coast was in South Devon!
Then on to Instow for afternoon tea and a brisk walk on the beach…along with an awful lot of dogs!
We could see Dockside from the other side of the Torridge (the white house with the conservatory).
I can’t believe we have already been home a week after such a lovely week in Appledore, in North Devon with our Swedish friends, Irene and Kenth. We returned to Dockside, where we stayed last year for Mark’s 50th birthday…it felt like returning home (or at least home from home). It was pretty wet when we got there and went for a walk, but it soon brightened up.
Such a lovely place to watch the world sail past the end of the garden.
Our first trip was to Arlington Court – beautiful house (with dressing up!), lovely gardens, some yarn bombing and a working horse display.
Then back to Dockside for time to relax. Irene and Kenth had never tried Pimms so we just had to pop to John’s deli, cafe and shop to get a bottle…would have been inhospitable not to! There were rainbows and a dauntingly high tide (to go with the huge moon).