I love taking you along via my photos and stories.........sharing the lovely part of England I call home, way down south in the county of Devon. Mid-May brought sunshine and clouds, thankfully no rain, and of course my favorite temperatures in the 60's - home sweet home.
The inner harbor - Torquay
My town, Torquay, known as The Queen of the English Riviera, was once the premier seaside resort in the UK. Sadly, like most places where government has spent money unwisely, and those who govern are not always honest and forward thinking, the glow of prosperity has faded somewhat. However, there is no place like home - we all agree with that no matter where it may be - so here in these next few posts I'll share the lovely bits!
Looking across the bay where the farmland rolls down to the sea.
I love this about Devon - fields gently curve toward the cliff tops, below the sea sparkles clean and bright. Yes, more sheep, Devon being a rural county has plenty too - they're not all up north in the Lake District!
At Torquay harbor, crab pots await the fishermen. To the left of the white pole, in the distance, is the building where I worked at my very first job, so long ago!
Each morning I watched from the window as this fisherman raised his crab pots........
..........then chugged away to harbor where he would sell his catch to local restaurants. Yum, a fresh Tor Bay crab sandwich is hard to beat.
The beautiful Regency era crescent where we rent this flat when in town. (Photo taken from the ferry as we crossed the bay late afternoon). It sits above Meadfoot Beach looking directly across the bay to the English Channel and France.
It's definitely a little home away from home - comfy, clean, and beautifully decorated......with that amazing view from four huge windows.
The view toward Thatcher Rock when I stepped out on the small balcony.
Beach huts at Meadfoot Beach........
.......the beach at low tide - a little cafe stands next to the beach huts. This beach has not changed since my childhood days, thank goodness. Just a simple beach, a little off the beaten tourist track, only a minute from the flat. Swimming, snorkeling, when the water warms up around July, and sea bird watching - no huge crowds, no penny arcades, no tacky gift shops such as at some local beaches.
Another view from the balcony - a tanker awaiting sailing orders in the English Channel. The center section of the crescent is a very nice hotel - this is their pool area viewed from our windows.
Devon countryside in Spring - the ocean in the distance, aaah, perfect!
Upcoming post - I'll share the story of bringing French delicacies to Devon..........and the chance of a visit to Normandy in the future!