We were awoken in the morning by a cacophony of sounds. Mostly the cockerels, there were three of them, two of which sounded very fine, the third however got 10 out if 10 for effort but instead of a resounding cock-a-doodle-doo, was more of a ‘bwaark’.. Alongside these three was a Kookaburra which made you feel like you were on a farm in the jungle.. And then lambs, cows, horses and donkeys threw their voices into the pot.
After waking, some cereal for breakfast, alas the restaurant wasn’t open we had a look round the farm. I’m not sure that the cows in Somerset are all there.. They’re very friendly..
As Toby will verify but this one was far too busy licking his digger to give us any attention at all..
We met Mr Snood their mascot turkey who was very friendly and met the animals that had woken us. A quaint little farm shop with a lot to offer. The people were friendly and helpful, offering to top up our water, alas the journey in to the tap was too tight for us and heavily populated with children so we left early, heading straight for Watchet. What a lovely town that is, parked up and had a wander down their pier to a lighthouse at the end
The View from the foot of the pier, April would like to move into either the white or cream house in this image. She’s not fussy which..
And from the End of the pier
And the lighthouse..
We then walked back up along the Esplanade to find a steam train.. Well, we couldn’t let that lie, so we hopped on and took a steam ride to Minehead.
Our transportation
April explaining the finer points of steam locomotion to Toby
A picture of the fire (wish I’d had some eggs and bacon for them)
After a portion of chips on the beach we went straight back to the train station to find the return journey hadn’t left. Hopped on and were back in the van heading west towards Minehead.
After a few diversions we ended up heading south looking for Exmoor National Park, which we discovered was quite large and very picturesque, so we ended up pulling into a lay-by and walked up a grass hill whilst Toby flew his kite. We decided to move from there and headed for Lynton for a shop.
Lynton is stunning! A gorgeous rolling river greeted us
and Toby couldn’t resist getting his feet a bit wet (much screaming ensued)
and a short walk away was the seafront,
a truly beautiful part of the world
I’m surprised I have any room in my phone memory for any more photographs as I have taken loads.
From Lynton, we headed east towards Minehead and have stopped in a small car park with stunning views of the Bristol Channel and Lynton itself.
A panoramic view of what we would wake up to.
The Sun setting that evening
It was truly breathtaking and remarkably quiet, we were hoping that the weather would be nice and the sky would be alight with stars, but it was too cloudy. As darkness was approaching we were joined in our “camp-site” by a very nice French couple who asked us if we’re staying. I invited them to join us as they were reluctant to solo camp.
Our first “wild camp” and we’re impressed..
