NO TRIP TO LYNTON IS EVER WASTED, EVEN WHEN THE PUB IS UNEXPECTEDLY CLOSED

During July I spent over a week parked up in Devonian campsites (mainly council car parks near Crediton) completing the South-West, and realised how much beauty there is in North Devon.

I mean, look at the mushrooms on toast and haricot beans at Eggesford Crossing Cafe, a gem.

As is Lynton/Lynmouth, which provides one of the most exciting bits of OS map of all.

Dramatically steep, and I walked the mile up the hill to the Cottage for my tick, but not before taking in Lynton for the first time.

Incredibly pretty, in an understated way (apart from the weird America sculpture).

Lots of gentlefolk looking daggers at their spouses, asking “Why did I let you drag me up this hill ?” and “Where’s my cake ?“.

My app recorded 378 calories walked off on the way up the gorge,

to the prettiest looking entry so far.

It was shut, obviously. Primarily a Thai restaurant, it opens at 4.

Unfortunately, it was currently 11:33am.

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