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Dawlish Continued

Continuing on the sea wall at Dawlish which one can walk even at high tide though you do have to time the waves just right so that you don’t get a splashing, the trains , sneak up on you in your quiet walk by the sea, and descend on you at an excess of 100 miles an hour and are here and gone in the wink of an eye, reminding one of Robert Louis Stevensons ‘faster than fairies…’ Read More...

Asleep on the Sea Front

I walked along the sea wall at Dawlish, the first time since the winter storms ate some of it, a giant’s bite into the Victorian sea wall that had up till then carried the Frist Great Western train line direct into the heart of the West country. It’s been fixed, thanks to 300 Network Rail engineers who came to stay in Dawlish, which must have had a bit of a shock because the usual trade is tourists who come to eat ice creams, whelks on the sea front and coffee and teacakes and of course fish and chips on the beach looking at the sea side! Accompanied by hungry sea gulls. Read More...