Day Four - Combe Martin to Croyde. 30.0km (18.6 miles).
Time on route 7:35hrs, walking time 7:15hrs.
Saturday 03 May 2014
It was an early start on Saturday (03 May) leaving home at 0630 and catching the 0655 train from Exeter St Davids to Barnstaple. I had 30 mins to walk from the railway station to the Filers bus stop in Boutport Street which I did in under 10, so plenty of time to buy a coffee before catching the number 300 bus to Combe Martin via Ilfracombe. By the time I started walking at Combe Martin I'd been on the road already for 3 hours. So having spent some effort getting to my start I decided to see how far I'd get rather then necessarily stop at Woolacombe as the guide book suggested.
Well, that's 0.25 miles down...
It was a perfect day weather wise, little wind, light cloud and cool but not cold temperatures. The SWCP is a beautiful path in the main, but it has its moments of not-quite-so-charming as the A399 proves.
But then you get paths like this
and come across bays like this. That's better.
There is a new path around Watermouth Bay so the state of the tide no longer affects the walk.
The joy of this walk is rounding a headline and seeing another wonderful vista. This was my first view of Ilfracombe.
I bumped into a fellow walker at Hele who was hiking to Woolcombe too. We chatted for a bit and then I headed off. He was walking slower than me, partly due to a sore knee, and was going to avoid some of the hills.
It was nice to be back in Ilfracombe, having last visited when on a trig fest 2 years ago. Verity wasn't here last time.
And neither on my last visit was I entertained by men in trunks playing rugby on the beach.
I happily recalled a harbourside cafe that did gluten free bread, so I swung by and bought myself fried egg in toast. Supper yummy and just what I needed to fuel myself up on the Seven Hills west of Ilfracombe.
Ilfracombe is easy to navigate once you realise all you have to do is follow the feet.
Or the massive signs. Yup, nearly missed this one.
Just by the unattractive Landmark theatre is lovely mosaic celebrating local Jonathan Edwards' record breaking triple jumps. 18.29 metres - amazing!
I got a bit lost around the Landmark (it was probably spiting me for thinking it ugly). I walked by the water's edge too far and ended up in a dead end car park. The trick is to take the steps over the theatre leading you up the hill into some gardens.
Once past Ilfracombe it was a haul up the Seven Hills then a pleasant walk on a grassy track. Pleasant until I caught the whiff of fresh cow pats and realised, with a sinking heart, that I was to have my first cow encounter. I am a perfectly intelligent and sensible woman, however I have an illogical, stupid fear of cows. Imagine my relief when, as I neared the herd of cows that were clumping together at my exit point (planned to strike fear into any passing Ruth) I noticed the chap from Hele ahead of me. I was saved. OK, this photo only shows a few cows - and my cow catcher - but most of them were hiding around the corner. As he turned the corner Mr Cow Hunter chased them all away and even waited for me. What a charming chap. I'm easily impressed aren't I?
We walked to Lee Bay together and then I went on ahead. He had, however, explained how he managed to sneak past me. He'd bypassed the hills between Hele and Ilfracombe simply heading down the main road.
Next highlight was Bull Point Lighthouse.
And lots of ups and downs.
I stopped for coffee and a sandwich at Morte Point enjoying the vista looking due west.
Now my view was of Woolcombe Bay and the amazing sands stretching on for miles. The path had a few closed sections due to landslips. However the road was a simple alternative.
Barricane Beach, just north of Woolcombe.
I marched on through Woolcombe and took the non-sand dune path south. Wonderful views of the beach by the time I climbed out of Vention.
Just before Baggy Point I hunted down a trig pillar. A tad hard to find as it was hiding behind a wall, but I wasn't going to let it elude me.
Cliffs at Baggy Point. If you look closely you can see the climbers.
Not sure what this mast is for. Signals?
A short walk followed into Croyde, passing some old whale bones.
I had already decided to head straight for a bus when entering Croyde as it was getting late and I was tired. I'll walk Croyde Bay at the start of my next leg. Amazingly as I walked into the village the half hourly bus to Barnstaple arrived. And what was better still was that I hopped off the bus in Barnstaple I had 15 mins to make the hourly train to Exeter. 15 mins wouldn't have been too much of a problem if I wasn't starting to stiffen up from my long walk (I am so old) but I made it with 4 mins to spare. Another wonderful SWCP day.
Time on route 7:35hrs, walking time 7:15hrs.
Saturday 03 May 2014
It was an early start on Saturday (03 May) leaving home at 0630 and catching the 0655 train from Exeter St Davids to Barnstaple. I had 30 mins to walk from the railway station to the Filers bus stop in Boutport Street which I did in under 10, so plenty of time to buy a coffee before catching the number 300 bus to Combe Martin via Ilfracombe. By the time I started walking at Combe Martin I'd been on the road already for 3 hours. So having spent some effort getting to my start I decided to see how far I'd get rather then necessarily stop at Woolacombe as the guide book suggested.
Well, that's 0.25 miles down...
It was a perfect day weather wise, little wind, light cloud and cool but not cold temperatures. The SWCP is a beautiful path in the main, but it has its moments of not-quite-so-charming as the A399 proves.
But then you get paths like this
and come across bays like this. That's better.
There is a new path around Watermouth Bay so the state of the tide no longer affects the walk.
The joy of this walk is rounding a headline and seeing another wonderful vista. This was my first view of Ilfracombe.
I bumped into a fellow walker at Hele who was hiking to Woolcombe too. We chatted for a bit and then I headed off. He was walking slower than me, partly due to a sore knee, and was going to avoid some of the hills.
It was nice to be back in Ilfracombe, having last visited when on a trig fest 2 years ago. Verity wasn't here last time.
And neither on my last visit was I entertained by men in trunks playing rugby on the beach.
I happily recalled a harbourside cafe that did gluten free bread, so I swung by and bought myself fried egg in toast. Supper yummy and just what I needed to fuel myself up on the Seven Hills west of Ilfracombe.
Ilfracombe is easy to navigate once you realise all you have to do is follow the feet.
Or the massive signs. Yup, nearly missed this one.
Just by the unattractive Landmark theatre is lovely mosaic celebrating local Jonathan Edwards' record breaking triple jumps. 18.29 metres - amazing!
I got a bit lost around the Landmark (it was probably spiting me for thinking it ugly). I walked by the water's edge too far and ended up in a dead end car park. The trick is to take the steps over the theatre leading you up the hill into some gardens.
Once past Ilfracombe it was a haul up the Seven Hills then a pleasant walk on a grassy track. Pleasant until I caught the whiff of fresh cow pats and realised, with a sinking heart, that I was to have my first cow encounter. I am a perfectly intelligent and sensible woman, however I have an illogical, stupid fear of cows. Imagine my relief when, as I neared the herd of cows that were clumping together at my exit point (planned to strike fear into any passing Ruth) I noticed the chap from Hele ahead of me. I was saved. OK, this photo only shows a few cows - and my cow catcher - but most of them were hiding around the corner. As he turned the corner Mr Cow Hunter chased them all away and even waited for me. What a charming chap. I'm easily impressed aren't I?
We walked to Lee Bay together and then I went on ahead. He had, however, explained how he managed to sneak past me. He'd bypassed the hills between Hele and Ilfracombe simply heading down the main road.
Next highlight was Bull Point Lighthouse.
And lots of ups and downs.
I stopped for coffee and a sandwich at Morte Point enjoying the vista looking due west.
Now my view was of Woolcombe Bay and the amazing sands stretching on for miles. The path had a few closed sections due to landslips. However the road was a simple alternative.
Barricane Beach, just north of Woolcombe.
I marched on through Woolcombe and took the non-sand dune path south. Wonderful views of the beach by the time I climbed out of Vention.
Just before Baggy Point I hunted down a trig pillar. A tad hard to find as it was hiding behind a wall, but I wasn't going to let it elude me.
Cliffs at Baggy Point. If you look closely you can see the climbers.
Not sure what this mast is for. Signals?
A short walk followed into Croyde, passing some old whale bones.
I had already decided to head straight for a bus when entering Croyde as it was getting late and I was tired. I'll walk Croyde Bay at the start of my next leg. Amazingly as I walked into the village the half hourly bus to Barnstaple arrived. And what was better still was that I hopped off the bus in Barnstaple I had 15 mins to make the hourly train to Exeter. 15 mins wouldn't have been too much of a problem if I wasn't starting to stiffen up from my long walk (I am so old) but I made it with 4 mins to spare. Another wonderful SWCP day.
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