Walking alongside the river Teign this afternoon in the mizzle, I remembered setting up a wild camp site with Anthony on this spot. We asked a local it would be OK to camp there and he told us that the owner of the field was abroad but that she would say yes if she were here – that was good enough for us! It was after we’d set up that we noticed the strange sculpture installed on the island -like a large stone boulder that had been split in two to reveal a brain like inner.
There are several of these ‘egg’ stones in the area; they are the work of local sculptor Peter Randall-Page. I also remembered the long climb up to the pub in Drewsteignton where I’m staying in their walker’s bunkhouse. They also do ‘posh’ B&B rooms but I’m happier in a bunkhouse, especially as I’m probably rather smelly : I am sure Kerriann who edits this will confirm this. (He’s not that bad really KG)
I’ve not covered much distance in the last couple of days but have had a couple of lovely long lunch breaks with Kerriann and Hugo. Kerriann did bring the correct maps the second time so I’m planning ahead over a pint tonight.
This is a proper pub, good real ales, good service, no bull shit, interesting customers and a bunk house for £15 – what more could you want? The Drew Arms in Drewsteignton.