Took counsel from the Walks in Devon book and headed south 1&1/2 hours towards Plymouth and the picturesque thatched cottage village of Kingston.
It was my first encounter this trip with the famed narrow country lanes of Devon designed originally I think to accommodate two passing goats and not much else !
Driving these lanes requires 1 of 2 different driving techniques - 1) Drive with one hand mainly covering eyes anticipating a crash at every bend by screaming or 2} Drive with one wheel half way up hedge and hope the other driver is doing similar !
I`d noticed I'd started developing a maniacal type laugh on these lanes particularly when approaching a road sign indicating that your impossibly narrow lane was about too narrow even further... you're kidding !!!
Some how I made it Kingston in one piece and was quickly in chill zone when this fabulous marked walk took me through fields and forests down to a character filled coastal estuary complete with ruined bridge, a drivable causeway only accessible for 1 hour a day between tides and a pill box to stop those pesky Germans sneaking ashore ... Soon to be Bulgarians and Romanians "
The coastal walk following took in superb views as it roller coasted from one headland peak to another on this beautiful sunny day .. I know I take back all I've said about UK weather !
Back at Kingston after 10 tiring kms I noted what I'd seen at the start of my walk - a 16 c pub by the same name as the pub I first worked at when living in the UK and this familiar nameplate on one of the few houses in town ... Its a small world isn't it !
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