I was determined not to have another slow start today, so I was up before six and went out on my bike for a short ride to get the day going. I rode down to Landcross and joined the Tarka Trail and then rode up to the Torridge Bridge and back. Only about 6.5 miles, but enough to get the day going, the last bit back up the drive and Hallsannery was a real killer; I ended up in the lowest gear and only just made it.
We went out to the historic fishing village of Clovelly today. This is famous for 3 things, its steep cobbled street, fishing harbour and donkeys.

The kids got to make a fuss of the donkeys and A got to hold a little owl. It was surprising how much time passed as we meandered down the street, looking in the shops and taking photos. About 1 o’clock we had got as far as the Treasure Chest and the Tea Rooms. The lady at the Treasure Chest was busy sticking no photography signs over all the goods in front of the shop. I understand that people taking photographs doesn’t pay the rent, but her trade is going to be tourists who are going to be taking photos. Needless to say, this was probably the only shop we didn’t go in; this photographer and his family voted with their feet.
We stopped at the Tea Rooms for some lunch; I had a ploughman’s lunch, Jo had a fisherman’s lunch, P had a crab sandwich and A had sausages in a roll. After we had eaten, we continued on down to the harbour.

After quite a time at the harbour, we made our way back up via the many shops and eventually got back to the pottery. Jo and the kids all wanted to throw their own pot, very good value for £2.50. OK, the bowls aren’t fired, but we have instructions for doing that when we get home.
We ate in tonight.