Today we walked out of the S end of the village and just kept turning right until we got back.
But first, having been training for weeks, I thought I would have a go at scaling Telly Tubby Mountain. The view from the lower slopes is daunting but with my wife's shouts of encouragement ringing in ears I set off.
After several seconds mad scrambling I make it and am rewarded with a magnificent view of the grass covered prairie and the sacred silver birch worshipped by the indigenous people. It is said there are vast reserves of natural gas under the mountain.
After an equally perilous descent we set off leaving TTM far behind. Most of the way was on roads and the air was gin clear so we could see as far as Dartmoor to the S and Exmoor to the N but alas no pictures, my mobile is not that good at distant views so we will have to settle for Thelbridge Church at the half way point.
The hedgerows are full of flowers, we have done Primroses and Stitchwort so here is another one.
This is the Pirates' Bridge in Drayford. We know that because they left their flag behind. Many of the treads are rotten, some have already plunged into the Dart and many of those that are left are hanging by a thread. Only Indiana Jones could cross it now.
Heading back into the village past the egg shop.
Past some pretty trees in a cottage garden
Back into the main square to a bit of shopping for the neighbours. By the way, that is the gin shop on the far side of the square.