Thursday, 2 June 2022

The End-ish

That’s the camping part of the trip over as I’m now in the hotel bar with a pint of Thatchers Gold watching the ceremonials on the telly. 

Nice touch when I left the site this morning, they have a drop box for the loo keys and Mrs Warden was just coming to empty it as I was leaving. Of course it’s well known that all Club wardens are fierce, grumpy, little Hitlers, so all I got was, “Oh, Mr Peckett, are you leaving us? Hope you had a lovely stay and do come back and see us soon!” I know I, and my unit, are distinctive but the site is very busy and it’s a few days since I checked in so bonus points for remembering my name! 

Overall conclusion from the trip is that, unusually, I didn’t really do enough planning. The trouble was the Tarka Trail isn’t as easy to follow as they claimed, and the online information is sparse as they want you to buy the guide. No matter, I’ve had a few good days and I’m looking forward to a few more now. 

The answer to yesterday’s quiz by the way is that it’s an RNLI Maroon launcher, used to signal call outs. It came complete with an instruction poster that basically said don’t lean over it while pulling the string! I know there were some complaints when they retired these in favour of pagers as everyone knew to keep out of the way of the crew, hence some stations now have sirens but they only cover the immediate area. 


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