Monday 5 October 2009 - South Devon Coast Path - Day 3 - Paignton to Teignmouth

Drizzle splattered over the pavements of Paignton. Andrew decided to start the day as he had finished yesterday. On the bus. Yvonne, our landlady, condoned his plan.

Not being a wimp, I headed off along the seafront, past hundreds of beach huts and underneath the pier.

Crows had replaced the terns of yesterday. It was dull and wet - not all that unusual for a coastal path trip.

I plodded on whilst Andrew endured a cup of instant coffee in a café run by a loquacious cockney.
Torbay came and went. Torquay seemed to last for ever. It did however become smarter. Its role as a graveyard for retired executives was confirmed by rashes of memorial benches in every green enclave.

Soon we were happily tramping along leafy woodland paths, with dog walkers waiting for their own memorial benches as our only company.

Andrew took whatever short cuts he could whilst I took a more purist approach in improving weather - it was a fine afternoon and actually sunny by the time we reached Shaldon, with fine views over Teignmouth (see today's image).

Our journey (22 km for me, much less for Andrew) ended with a short ferry trip, on a big old rowing boat, that took us nearly all the way to Devonia House, our home for tonight.

We then sought out the best restaurant in Teignmouth - an Indian - before acceding to one of Andrew's unfortunate addictions - a Manchester City football match on a pub TV.

Next Day