What better place for an evening walk, beside the River Tamar starting at Lopwell dam?
Many others it would seem, paddle boarders of all abilities, swimmers, picnickers.Just a small hold up getting there. Dozens of young pheasants crossing the road in their usual panic. I have advice for you lot, fly, fly, fly as far as possible, as fast as you can!
Walking back the way we came and off into the woods to the left (only open at certain times of year) a beautiful fritillary butterfly settled on a branch showing off it beauty. The trees giving us some shade from the still very sunny evening, passing over roads , more woods, and on to the long path reminiscent of the jungle at Dunsford.
At Pounds Cross taking the road off right and shortly after, right again on the track to Blaxton Quay, the old oaks of Blaxton Woods leaning further and further towards the river. The views of the opposite bank with Bere Ferrers are stunning, always worth a stop to take it all in.......and have a drink and snackette, of course. Not many birds on the mudflats, a few egrets, and a flock of ducklings without Mum.
Walking past the quay the boathouse was looking a bit posh with its new roof and two lads fishing and crabbing. We watched and chatted with them, so nice to have the time to do that. Over a very rickety stile on to another overgrown path full of the herb meadowsweet apparently good for your joints, stomach problems and all manner of ailments. Also used for sweetening mead hence another name for it, meadsweet.
The much extended Who'd of Thought It at Milton Combe made us welcome, where we perused the rather nice menu.
Just for future use you know.
Brenda