Sunday 15th September

By: Mike

 

Delicious breakfast of scrambled egg and mushrooms.  Then over on the ferry and a walk up to Teignmouth Station for 11.21 train to Exmouth.  It’s a through service, no changing at Exeter.  We bumped into these ladies heading to Exeter for a charity ‘flower walk’.

                                                    Bling - Teignmouth style


The walk to Budleigh Salterton is not the greatest.  Along the Exmouth sea front – very familiar from walking Becky’s dogs.  Then up the cliff at Orcombe point. Here, it’s all about the Jurassic Coast.  It hadn’t been invented when I used to be here as a boy.  I went to school in Exmouth but that was err 70 years ago.

                                Jurassic marker above Exmouth showing the different layers of rock

The path is busy as it is Sunday, and narrow.  Before long we are in the larges caravan site I have ever seen.  It is so big that we can’t get out of it to eat our M & S sandwiches bought in Exmouth.  We sit rather gloomily on a bench with a view of – caravans. 



The path improves as we go over xx cliff. And it’s a nice stroll down into Budleigh Salterton.  We are now within touching distance of Sidmouth.  We find a bus stop and are back in Exmouth for the train back to Teignmouth.  We never expected to cross the Exe this time.  All these wearisome train journeys would not be necessary if we had shifted base across the river.  We failed to get a taxi to meet us at Teignmouth, so we had to walk across the bridge again.  Easier this time as we knew the way.  Bath and supper at the Ness House.

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