Haytor. Just had a few days in deepest Devon with Pose. We had disgusting chips, got really windswept, and I think I’m still quite muddy. But I also got to play with a dog, and see the sea and go some sweeeet places. So all in all, a pretty successful trip!
This walk was over 10 miles. We found a beach where every single pebble was actually a shell. We went about 2 hours without seeing a single other human. I stood in some nettles then moaned a bit. We ate bread pudding. We fed some horses. At the end we collapsed in a pub and drank cider too quickly before walking (slightly tipsily) to catch the train home.