A permissive path has been added to the network for walkers. This takes one alongside Beesands Ley before heading up the hill, through a small camping site and on to the road to Beeson.
There was the Ley. The White House was near the bottom end of Sunnydale and the small building to its right is the pavilion on the football ground. The hills beyond are near Dartmouth.
Mixed birds.
Or are they all tufted ducks?
I tried a binocular shot. It’s a bit blurred, but looks like some kind of small grebe.
That one, also binoculared (I just hold binoculars in front of camera) is a crested grebe. What lovely birds they are.
A view of Slapton Ley. A bird hide has been provided for we visitors.
Before moving on, let’s look back to the shingle ridge, which separates this freshwater lake from the sea.
We walked, for a short while, alongside the red field seen previously.
The Beesands Let and the sea were now visible. I don’t recall that we took in Beesands 50 years ago, but my dad would have loved that picture – or the opportunity to show lake and sea together. Back then, on my first trip out of southeast England, he made it clear that scenery like this was something to get excited about. Those earlier, childhood influences have stuck with me.
Our route was now along the little roads – mercifully very quiet and we arrived in Beeson.
Sheep in these parts do pick up the reddish hue of the soil.
A blocked up gateway into Riviera Cottage had plenty of wall growth.
Devon chimneys on a nice cottage.
And so, back to camp.
