Thursday, September 04, 2014
I came on a few pix that I took when on an Exmoor trip. Back in the 60's I was capable of getting down into the stream to look up Weir Water beneath Robber's bridge.
I wouldn't like to try doing that today. Probably not only would I fall in but would not be able to get back out again.
It was so beautiful down there before the crowds started visiting, quiet and peaceful. It was possible to go for miles without seeing another vehicle or person. Just chugging along on the B31 on the little side roads. "If only" is an impossible wish now though.