I've said it before and I'll say it again!When the going gets tough
The tough get going!
I think we were the only toughies out there.
So, meeting at Hexworthy Bridge, we gazed in awe at the white torrents of crashing water hurtling down the West Dart river, calming at the bridge where it spread out across the stones, where in summer children play and swim.
Over the fab bridge, over the wall stile and up and up behind the cottages and the "shut on a Tuesday" pub we finally arrived at the Sherberton tarmacked track and down on the track to Fairy Bridge.
Easy peasy so far.
The moors looked almost unrecognisable, new rivers and streams, new islands and lakes .
So much water and nowhere for it to go, gurgling holes appeared, water trying to drain away. Like giant plugholes !!!!!
Let's see how the fairy is faring in this wild, wild weather. Think said fairy has left for warmer climes!! I do hope she comes back soon.
The bridge itself was crossable, but the far side a lake so, no go for us!
Decided to go as far as Swincombe Intake and Dam for a coffee break, but, no luck, all newly fenced off and gate padlocked.
That's it, had enough and retraced our steps back to the track and main lane.
Usual confrontation with local farmer who hasn't realised it's the season of Goodwill and back down the winding lane to the cars. Still safely on dry land, thankfully.
The Plume welcomed us warmly, service efficient and we ate hungrily!
Well we survived, we really do go out in all weathers. We could write a book!!!
Brenda