Short but dramatic. Oh yes!
Three of us made our way down Two Bridges road towards prison leat (part of Devon port leat) where I was saved by Stella from being run over.
Didn't see it or hear it. Oh dear, and it wasn't even electric!
Over the wall to the relative safety of the leat footpath. Said leat very well maintained but for how much longer I wonder?
Through the gate that warns us we are now on Duchy property..... So!
Remember when Raz wondered on to the prison enclosure and couldn't get out? That was so funny.
Taking the sometimes boggy path down to the clapper by the river and on to Eleven Arches (viaduct).
Seems to be higher and narrower now than it was but it was crossed safely on the path. To think back in the day, the children used to cycle over it.
Looking up, there it was, a red kite wheeling around and round mobbed by a mob? of crows.
Carrying on following the leat until it reaches the weir, locally known as Boys Pool.
Backup the track to look at the two cemeteries. The American, impeccably kept, the French not so much.
Following the forbidden path around the prison wall we were met by a security man who appeared to be holding a gun! Stella thought it was a skateboard! Reality, it a bit of plastic garbage he'd picked up.
"You shouldn't be here" he says.
"Sorry" I say " we took a wrong turning but didn't think it would matter as there are no inmates".
"Yes it does "he says. Anyway we enjoyed a nice conversation about cemeteries and kites before we were pointed in the direction of the road.
So, will we get a drink tonight in the Prince or won't we?
Front door locked, back door open....yay! In we dashed, success!!
So lesson learned, get to pub before 9 o'clock.
Get served!🍺
Brenda X