Beating retreat

It’s a gamble travelling to South Devon in the Southwest (the bit just before the long pointy bit that juts into the east Atlantic). For us it’s usually the ancient A303 until we approach the horrific traffic jams passing the even ancienter Stonehenge. These we dodge by ducking north through army country, where we have to dodge the tanks.

Our journey there took a modest 5.5 hours. Not bad for us! Our return journey took around 10 hours, avoiding traffic jams. But my navigator took us through lovely places we’d never seen before.

We’re not beaten by the beaten track.