Sunday, 18 March 2012

The Journey and The Arrival

We left on a dark cloudy day heading down to Devon. Up at the Hardy Monument the view over the hills to Weymouth and Chesil Beach was stunning. 

In Colyford there is a museum with an old garage like one I remember from when I was a child.

Across the road the Wheelwright Inn offered a comforting refuge. I loved the thatched bar

and the comfy sofas on the opposite side of the room.

The sugar bowl was quirky. We had a truly delicious meal here and stayed far longer than we intended and planned to stop here on our return.

Across the road from the Inn, in a garden was a treehouse which made me smile. I have spent many happy hours in one of these.

We took a short walk to settle our lunch and found the tram that runs across the fields between Colyford and the beach.

After another couple of hours we arrived at the apartment which was in this beautiful Regency building. Every room had a wonderful view of the sea. It was breathtaking and the sun was shining.

I took these photos from the gardens on our walk down to the beach.

This one is the view across the bay to Brixham and the lighthouse at the point.

Someone created this beautiful sandcastle on the beach which was gone the following morning as the waves were lapping against the sea wall because of the full moon. It reminded me that all we create has a life time of its own. 

I love the pebbles here with the lines that run through them in all directions. The colours are delightful too.

We clambered over the rocks and the Saint found a lookout point

and investigated rock pools along the way.

All the while the sun was dipping down towards the horizon on its journey to the other side of the world.

As it ducked behind the head, we made our way back along the beach enjoying its last rays.

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