We made straight for Porlock Weir, where it was so warm, and calm. We walked along the shore and enjoyed the gentle lapping of the water more reminiscent of a lake side than a sea side.
Almost everywhere was still closed even though it was the 27th...but driving back we did see a board on the road side saying lunches and teas, and I am jolly glad that we chose to turn back having already driven a mile or two past the sign.
The little village we arrived at was Selworthy, and after lunch at the Periwinkle Tea Rooms, we followed a path...up and up. Mr S would say he wasn't surprised...if there is a hill, I am likely to want to go up it. This turned out to be well worth it, not only because this was the best walk I have managed since returning from Crete. We walked through woodland with wonderful views, and glimpses of woodpeckers, till we arrived at the top where we came across an ancient hill fort.
It was warm and sunny...and even coats were being carried!
For our return walk, we used the Church with its whitewashed walls as indication of what direction to walk in, and quite naturally we had a little visit. Little Angels hovered above us!
Outside there were benches where one could sit and admire the views.
Our Hotel for the two nights was the Lutterell Arms, and we had a large room with a four poster bed that was so high...I could not reach the floor! With a side room nicely set out as a reading room, set over the entrance, there were good views up the High Street towards Dunster Castle. It was in that room that we stacked the many 'obligatory' cushions and coverlets for the bed!
We had stayed in Dunster last year. This time many of the shops were closed but the Castle was open, and we walked up there and admired the many well decorated Christmas Trees, as well as the dinning room set out for Christmas Lunch.
Even the horse boxes had been decorated with foliage and dried flowers from the grounds....
In the shop as I was choosing flours, one of the Millers came in and introduced himself and approved my purchases....in addition this year they have organic spelt grown in Somerset.
Before buying the flour I wanted to walk up to the top of the Keep where I found interesting plants around the Bowling Green and wonderful views on all sides, with sounds of the steam railway as the trains were past.
As we walked to the Beach from the Castle, stopping at the preserved railway station, looking back inland, there were views of the Conygar Tower...a folly built in the eighteenth century.
All in all, a lovely Birthday Treat.......thanks Mr S!
The little village for lunch looks so pretty, like something out of a story.
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