Why is Devon so green?

Simple answer, because it rains a lot.

Graham and I headed for Two Bridges, in anticipation of decent weather, but the Met Office forecast upheld its noble tradition of inaccurate weather predictions and rather than cloudy with sunny periods we got the heavy mizzle Devon is famous for.

We abandoned the idea of pushing further along the path along the West Dart towards Wistmans Wood and in true pioneer spirit walked back to the car and drove on to Bellever where there is more shelter under the trees.

Obviously no Dragons around but we did see a number of Goldcrests and a particularly active group of Coal Tits. Other than that it was the usual birds.

We then moved on to the back of Burrator and saw literally hundreds of Redwing in the trees, presumably there for the berries.

Even Graham gave up with the camera due to a mixture of poor light and the rain. Must be a first for us, a four hour walk and not one photograph taken between the two of us!

A pleasant, if slightly moist way of spending the morning

Bob the Builder - The Sequel

Another weekend has sped past with no time to get out and about. I spent the entire weekend helping demolish the inside of eldest sons first house. Usual story of a house owned by a older couple who made the fatal statement "you can move straight in without doing anything".

It would be interesting to hear what they would say if they could see it now stripped to the bone, pine panelling (why?) pulled down, bodged built in wardrobes and shelving skipped and the disgusting brown and orange psychedelic carpets exiled to the tip.

The next few weeks should hopefully see a new and better home arising from the barebones remaining.

As a result of this I suspect the next few weeks on the blog will be quiet until we either finish or what remains of my aching back gives up.

Wish me luck!