A Cold Mornings Walk

Wednesday is normally my training day when I walk the coastal footpath from Sidmouth to Seaton. This involves 11 miles of hilly walking and is excellent preparation for my "End to End journey. I catch the bus and see the normal  regulars who make the journey. On my bus ride today I noticed 12 pigs lined up in a row with Crows sat on their backs waiting for them to disturb something "good " to eat. Eventually I arrive at Sidmouth and get myself used to the coldness of the streets compared with the sleepy warmth of the bus. In my youth I  travelled home from work on the bus on a dark winters evening  only to fall asleep and miss my stop, waking up in a panic miles from home.
Sidmouth is busy with shoppers and I can smell the pasty and pie shop as I resist temptation and reach the outskirts of the town. I pass the expensive houses who's gardens are falling into the sea due to the rapidly eroding cliffs. After a demanding climb I am on the coastal path  again heading towards Slade and the Donkey Sanctuary. Last nights snow showers can still be seen frozen against a sheltering hedge. A few miles on I stopped for lunch at the Fountain Head and relaxed by the warmth of the fire. The sun had come out as I left the pub and headed via the Sea Shanty, up through the cliffs to Beer and then home to Seaton. It was very cold but I felt greatful for such a wonderful day.