Tonight we are in Dartmouth. We left Bewitched, the yacht which has been our home for the last few days, in Plymouth and have made our way to this attractive town. We have a hotel room, but that is all. Every restaurant and pub is booked solidly by holidaymakers who might in other times be in Spain or Greece. We have managed to find some dinner, but it has been an unexpected struggle.
After Fowey, from where I posted last, we had planned to visit Falmouth, but the wind didn’t encourage the trip. We made our way instead to the River Yealm and spent the night on a beautiful anchorage some distance up the river. Our trip back to Plymouth was marked by the best winds of the week, along with clear blue skies.
We return to London tomorrow, with the threat of rain for most of the long drive.
Idle thoughts from a mountain 