Valley of the Rocks.

It's been a busy and fun weekend. Yesterday evening after a delicious meal we walked down through picturesque Pilton to town to watch the carnival. We found ourselves a good spot and kept on meeting people we knew. The carnival was loud and good fun. Some of the more elaborate floats take part in a number of carnivals in the region. After the carnival we walked up to the bridge to watch the fireworks. The lights of the funfair lit up the night sky behind us but we headed off for home.  

This morning the sound of heavy rain made me think we were in  for a very wet walk around the Valley of the Rocks but by the time we'd eaten breakfast the sky had brightened. Vytas and Sally showed us lots of photos from their recent trip to Jerusalem and Jordan. The ancient ruins and dessert scenery were stunning. Very different to the winding wooded roads on the way to Valley of the Rocks.

Out there the northerly winds were bitterly cold so we wrapped up well for an invigorating walk. Peter is having trouble with his knee so the youngsters  made the climb up Castle Rock while we ambled along enjoying the wild scenery.

It was lovely to be out. We didn't stay too long as we had a table booked at the Station Inn for their Sunday carvery. As usual the food was tasty with generous roast meat portions and plenty of vegetables. The desserts looked tempting but we were just too full up. Vytas and Sally set off for their homeward journey from Blackmoor Gate and we made our way back along familiar roads to our little town house.