Lynmouth, 2008

2008-11-16, , Comments

Ancient Mariner

Over the years we’ve grown fond of the coast around Exmoor. From the Somerset side there’s the historic port of Watchett, starting point of Coleridge’s epic Rime of the Ancient Mariner and some fine fossil hunting. On the Devon side, there’s Croyde, famed for sand-dunes, surfing and walking.


Until this weekend, though, we’d never quite made it to Lynmouth — probably the remotest Exmoor town of all. I’m glad we made the effort. November is a great time to visit. Recent rainfall had swollen the rivers and the sound of water tumbling down from the moor filled the air. At the top of the hills the trees stood windswept and bare but further down in the valley leaves of orange, red, russet, and yellow tumbled down with each gust of wind, jackdaws and seagulls wheeling between them.

Autumn Leaves River Lyn