From Woolacombe Down

We walked above the beach of Woolacombe Sands this morning, in what turned into glorious weather, for which I was over-dressed again.  The views were stupendous and the Exmoor ponies handsome (but wary).

The headland in the distance is Morte Point, from yesterday's Blip.

Back home tomorrow, but we have a visit to Scotland planned, including a beach site on the Moray Firth where Mrs B and I courted during the darkening evenings of Autumn in Scotland – over forty years ago :-)