We repeated our earlier route today by having lunch at Mothecombe and then wading across the river to enable return via Aveton Gifford. Charlie wasn't all that enthusiastic about the idea, but he didn't fancy climbing back up the hill we had just descended so he went along with the majority. Things got a bit dicey when we realised, half-way across, that the tide was coming in at the rapid rate for which Mothecombe is famous: shoes and socks left on an island of sand in the middle of the river were submerged a few minutes later when we returned for them!

The Loddiswell café seemed appropriate, but as some were then quite tired we returned home by the shortest route.