Our route to Gappah was blocked, unusually, by a lorry that had parked itself on the narrow New Bridge, near Heathfield. It was so wide that we could not pass without running our bikes along the bridge’s wall. Closer inspection revealed that the bridge was undergoing repairs: evidently the repair crew wanted to prevent cars using the bridge whilst allowing themselves easy access to their materials.

The exhilarating descent of Telegraph Hill brought us quickly to our usual wooded glade lunch spot in Haydon Common. An interesting track then took us eventually to Cockwood, crowded Dawlish Warren and along the sea wall to Dawlish. We had half expected to see Eliot, who was staying in temporary accommodation in the Dawlish area whilst his parents searched for a house in Newton Abbot, but we didn’t see any sign of him - what a disappointment he is!

Budgie produced his dinner-plate Frisbee on the beach, but it proved to be as disappointing as Eliot - it just wouldn’t fly in the breeze. We needed an aerobie like the one Peter brought on the Norfolk tour!

After a quick shop stop we climbed over Haldon Hill, descended the track towards Kingsteignton and then returned homewards via Fermoys’ cafe, where the range of cakes was very impressive. Budgie found some cheap aerobies on sale at Fermoys so we bought two and tried them out at Broadhempston’s play park: they turned out to be just as bad as the dinner plate, although one managed to fly long enough to lose itself in the hedge!

We did manage to meet somebody before we got home: Keir was visiting his relatives in Broadhempston and happened to see us in the park.