Templer Way

If you catch the train 6 miles up the estuary from here, you get to Newton Abbot, the local market town. Newton is sort of equidistant from the granite quarries of Haytor and the port of Teignmouth. The granite was formerly hauled down via a stone railed horse drawn tramway, a canal, and then by the river, where the stone was transferred to ships, which took the stone eg to London, to build the old London Bridge (now in Texas. (No. It is not the one with the towers you fool. Why did you buy that one?)
The last 6 miles are a pleasant signed walk along the estuary beach (but not at high tide). The blackthorn is in flower.



Half way is the Coombe Cellars, a great pub, newly refurbished (and just re-opened) by Mitchells and Butlers, West Midlands brewer of note. The place is teeming with staff, all trained in the Asda way (they ask you how you are. Most disconcerting)



M had her lunch under a tree in the rain, because it seemed rude to eat our sandwiches in the pub



Eventually you get back to Shaldon, across the river from Tinny, where you can stop for a pint at the Ferry Boat Inn,




while waiting for the country's oldest working ferry. I am knackered now.