Decisions, decisons

The penultimate day of the holiday, and one that was crammed with so many different experiences, and climates, it was really hard to make a decision as to which one would be my Blip, so I chose this one, where it looks like my head is about to explode!

In the morning, Dartmoor, and the grey, overcast villages. We stopped off first at the village of Moretonhampstead.

Then onto Postbridge, where we made a whistle-stop to photograph the 13th century clapper-bridge.

It was raining, so no-one was keen to get out of the bus, and we got some shots of the empty bridge.

Then, the rain stopped, and within minutes the bridge was swarming with people!

After that, the coach driver dropped those willing (we were) in sunny Torquay.
We walked along the promenade, past the multi-coloured beach huts, and walked inland to the charming village of Cockington.

All-in-all, a very varied, and multi-coloured day.