Ilfracombe – Croyde Sands – Barnstaple

Emma, my companion on this month’s walk, is gripping my hand so tightly that I can feel the bones shifting in my knuckles. ‘It’s glaring at me!’ she says. ‘No it isn’t,’ I say. ‘It’s going to run at me! … Continue reading “Ilfracombe – Croyde Sands – Barnstaple”

Combe Martin – Ilfracombe

We are determined to set off early today. I eat two cereal bars for breakfast, and just as I’m about to wash down my customary handful of pills to complete the meal, I realise that I’ve screwed up. Instead of … Continue reading “Combe Martin – Ilfracombe”