The internet is very slow at this bed and breakfast so I typed this as a Word document with the hope that I’d be able to upload it last night (it's the morning of the 11th). No luck until now. I will have to add the photos later I think.

Today we headed from Fowey to Salcombe and the roads for part of the journey were the most narrow yet. They were barely wide enough for us to drive on. A woman on horseback had trouble getting around us after we stopped to let her by. I posted a photo on Facebook of one road and, just
after that, we encountered a truck with a big tractor following behind. Gord had to back up about one-eighth of a mile to let them pass. Two main roads followed, but when we got off the last one, the sat nav had us going on something that didn’t even look like a road, more like an unpaved lane. I thought maybe we had taken the wrong one, but we hadn't. We met a few cars that required one of us to get over when the road widened slightly. These are not straight roads, by the way. We made it to Salcombe in one piece, thankfully.

We walked down the hill from the bed and breakfast into the main harbor area. Salcombe is a pretty little village near the mouth of the Kingsbridge Estuary. The harbor was crowded with little sailboats
and sailing dinghies. While children from our upstate New York area grow up learning to ski, I imagine that here they grow up sailing. I saw several boats I would love to own.

At the suggestion of the only person I know who is from this area, we took the ferry

Ferry to East Portlemouth

over to East Portlemouth, about a two-minute ride (thank you, Marty). East Portlemouth’s main attraction, from what I could tell, is its beach. (It started to rain a little, but the people on the beach didn’t seem to notice.)  It also provides the best view of Salcombe.

We took the ferry back after a little while and had a pint at the Ferry Inn (thank you again, Marty). The light rain had stopped and the sun came back out, so we sat on their terrace overlooking the busy harbor. There were so many sailboats, some paddleboards, and a few small motorized dinghies delivering people to and from their sailing yachts. We walked around some more, found a bookstore and a place for dinner. With time to kill before our dinner reservation we stopped in at the King’s Arms, hoping we could get a wifi connection. Reception is terrible here and our phones work only occasionally. Their wifi didn’t reach out onto their terrace. We walked some more, out to the north part of town. There were some cute little townhouses that looked out onto the estuary and several of these are available for short-term rentals. Maybe next time. Dinner at the Boatswains Brasserie was very good. On the way home we saw some women out in a gig. There were six rowers and a coxswain. We watched them change positions out in the middle of the harbor. The uphill climb to our b&b was a bit strenuous but shorter than in Fowey. Internet is so slow that we can’t really use it. And we have another night here.