Start the day right...

We got up, left the R dog to sleep in and grabbed the bikes and cycled along the damaged road to Strete Gate, where this lovely cafe sits all alone on the isolated beach. Hard as it was we sat and waited admiring the view and chatting to a couple of locals 'till it open at 10am for coffee....( the boss had to have a freshly prepared bacon bap of course). 

( apparently just beyond is a naturist beach, but the cold blow probably explained the lack of sun bathers).

We could have stayed all day, but back to reality and commitments beckoned.