This is the end ...

... and suddenly it came very fast. But it´s also a beginning of something new :))

Isle of Wight

I wasn't really sure where to go after Beer, but my dear friend Okka who I met in Harwich in the beginning of my journey, recommended Isle of Wight to me, so that Island became my aim. Somehow I don't have the urge to go on drifting around in England any longer, so I stayed on the Isle of Wight for one and a half weeks - never stayed longer at any other place :) And I had luck with the weather, most of the days turned out to be sunny. I pitched up my tent on a camp site on the west coast, in Freshwater, from where I made long walks along the island.
My dear friends be well prepared for a big post :)
And watch webcam here :)

Seaton Tramway

As I arrived at Seaton, I had the opportunity to take the Seaton Tramway to Colyton :)

Autumn equinox

I have already seen it since some weeks. But it has definitely become autumn in Olde England. On saturday, 22. September, at 16:49, was the autumn equinox. A lot of the flowers are gone, the colours of nature are changing and the leaves are falling. I have started to pick blackberries on my way, never seen so many before :) The sun is down at 7 o'clock, immediately it's getting cold, I can watch white clouds when catching breath, and my sleeping bag is far to thin for this time of the year. It's time to go back to Germany.

Beer

Beer, oh yes, a lovely name, isn't it? Even if I appreciate the english cider, a lovely name for a sweet village. I'm staying here already the second day/night. Beer has a beach full of pebbles, gulls, beach huts, equipment of the fishermen, boats, and deckchairs. So, sorry again, here's a post with all these stuff :) But probably the post will grow later on, with other things. The weather is sunny and warm, and I can take walks along the coast path, either to the left, to Seaton, where I at least found this library with a computer, or to the right.

Donkey Sanctuary

Finally, I reached it, the Donkey Sanctuary. You can watch them on webcam here. I had a nice day cuddling a lot of these funny fellows - I even got bitten! For sure it was because the deep affection she felt for me :)

Sidmouth

In Sidmouth is the beginning of the Jurassic Coast. So I asked one of the couples in the beach huts if they would keep an eye on my bike. And as they did I made a long walk on the beautiful red beach of Sidmouth.

Exmouth

I can't stay too long because I want to reach the ferry from Starcross to Exmouth. And as always, right in time for the last one :) You can watch Exmouth from this webcam.

Teignmouth

The first town at the sea after Dartmoor is busy Teignmouth. Love to see sweet beach huts and boats again :)

Ashburton

Ever heard of Ashburton? Me neither. But I actually fell in love with the colours of this first biggest town after rolling down from Dartmoor.

Dartmoor

The day turned out to be sunny, and in the afternoon I arrived Princetown in Dartmoor. I slept on the camp site of the highest placed brewery in England (450 meter), and was freezing that night, as it only were 4 celsius. So I slept in warmers, trousers, socks, t-shirt, another shirt with long arms, and a fleece pullover, scarf, and mittens :) The next day was sunny as well, so i went down from Dartmoor in direction east.

South Devon and Tavistock Railway Trail

Matt had told me that Darmoor wouldn't be that steep as Exmoor. So in the next morning I started on the South Devon and Tavistock Railway Trail leading up to Dartmoor. It was one of these flat tracks in the midst of the most beautiful nature, just the right experience after a busy day in Plymouth.

Plymouth

I left Looe in direction Plymouth, in Looe Seaton I was able to see the Looe Island.

Walls

The walls besides of the street are often full of flowers, and made in a beautiful way, it's a joy to cycle along them :)

Crabbing

You may think I'm making fun with you, but I don't. Catching crabs is serious business in England, a pastime I've never seen in any other country I've been. I tried to look up the german word for crabbing but, there ain't even a translation for it :)
What you need is a bait bag or a ringnet, the bait itself and a bucket for your crabs. In former times the people walked along the shore looking under the stones for the crabs. Or they used bread or a piece of makerel as bait, but even the crabs has become gourmets. Nowadays the mostly used bait is - no wonder, we are in England - bacon. And as I learned yesterday, the trickiest bait is bacon with a drop of fishsauce. I saw the results, five crabs in one net, incredible!
So, go to your next harbour, take you some time and do some crabbing, you will for sure have a lot of fun for the next hours. But, one thing, don't eat them, just throw them into the water again after your bucket has gone full. Then you'll be able to catch the same crabs the next day again :)

Looe

The next day started with bright sunshine. My neighbours Matt and Jo invited me to tea, a toasted croissant and a nice chat in the morning. Thank you for that! So as it was time for packing, my tent was dry, the first time since days :) The tour for the day was short, after only roundabout 12 miles I arrived at Looe, which you can watch on this webcam.

Fowey

Yes, I did it! At least I reached Fowey, the town I already "knew" from this webcam. But I didn't even now, how sweet the town is. Yesterday the weather looked to work out fine, but today it's raining hard since 5 hours :)

Camel Trail, Luxulyan Valley, and Charlestown

I'm back, my friends, it's a rainy day in Fowey. But I found Pinky Murphys Cafe with good food and a computer :) A good opportunity to give you a short review about what happend lately.
On wednesday I left Padstow and the Atlantic Ocean. I took the Camel Trail which turned out to be a highway for all cyclists taking their holidy on the coast. After Wadebridge there was less traffic up to Bodmin where the trail ended.

Padstow

After three days of sickness, I tried to go on tour again. It worked. So after 20 miles I reached Rock from where I took the ferry to Padstow. You can watch the harbour of Padstow here.

Tintagel

After having survived that storm I wanted to take a watch onto the castle in Tintagel which is connected to the myths of King Arthur. I stayed there longer then I had thought of as I got "the runs" - as the englishman would say. Hello there John, now I know how it is :)