The backwoods call to me
Over thick and thin and sea
Of the wild and the west
The cursed and the blessed.
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A wet Saturday morning, and the scenic drive along the Dorset coastline, and then across Exmoor to North Devon, was largely a white out! But as we drove down through the wooded valley leading to Combe Martin, we emerged from the low cloud and the sun was trying to shine. 168 more words