At Basecamp

A day of trains. First from London to Taunton, then a bus to Bishop's Lydeard, and finally the steam train, with its genuine whooo-whooo steam train whistle, to Minehead. All this worked so easily. It still amazes me how easy it is here to use public transportation, and how matter of fact it is to take a bus to do errands rather than hopping into a car.






Why, this was my very brand (before the flood), and I not knowing that they prevented sore throats!

This might work If it is a very little fire.....




On the way to the hotel, where I have a very nice room, thanks to a complementary upgrade by those wonderful Encounter Walking Holiday people, is the sculpture that marks the beginning or end of the walk. It is impressive, but I kind of don't get it, since it celebrates the hands instead of the feet that actually do the walking, unless it is about reading the map. Maybe there is a deeper (hidden) meaning. In any case it is exciting to actually see it for real:




Walked a bit about town, bought supplies, among which were strawberries, which are very very delicious, stopped in at a tea room for leek and potato soup, hot and also very delicious, and finally realized that I am tired!

It takes time to repack the suitcase and backpack, going from "I'd better take those 4.7 pounds of paperwork on the plane," to "OK that can stay in the suitcase now, but not the poncho." By the way, for anyone who needs to charge lots of devices on the road, know that the travel power strip with four USB ports and one regular port is super great!

Tomorrow, a visit to Dunster to see its famed castle.

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Location:Minehead