Synopsis: This was a walk through the South Hams. Starting in the heart of the South Hams at Harbertonford, I wound my way along tracks and lanes, until finally reaching Torquay.
Firstly, here's a bit of bumpf about how I think I finally have map-linked photos sussed. Well, it may have taken me most of the evening to fathom out something which is, when you know how, quite simple! But anyway, here it is, my first 'geotagged' map - simply click 'Tracklog and Photos - Google My Map' link above to access it.
Now, whereas a phone with GPS and a camera has the means to geotag each photo automatically, I have to do it by dropping my Flickr photos onto a Flickr map, not that that is too difficult. This manually gives each photo it's geotag information. Flickr then presents this as a 'geofeed' URL which in Google maps you can 'import'. You have to use the 'tag' feature of Flickr to make this work. It sounds a lot more complicated than it is.
OK, that's enough of that; now for the walk. I caught the 9.10 bus to Salcombe, alighting at Harbertonford, just past Totnes. From here I headed east along Bow Road, which follows the river valley. There had been some sharp showers, and the weather looked threatening, although there was sun to be had. In many respects, the best kind of day for taking dramatic photos.
I crossed the river by a bridge in sight of the Waterman's Arms, Ashprington (see photo), which I've always noted as having a wonderful location. Must investigate one day. On through Tuckenhay (is Keith Floyd still at the Maltsters - sozzled?).
I walk along the banks of Bow Creek as far as the public path will take me, then cut back up into Cornworthy, briefly stopping to explore St Peters, which is a lovely church. Following the lane in the direction of Dittisham affords lovely views across the Dart to Stoke Gabriel. The weather does some lovely tricks with the light to provide me with a splendid palette, if only I can manage to take photos under my umbrella.
I then walk on into Ditisham, which is a lovely village. Some consternation at lack of visible ferry, but various boaters assure me the ferry is about. A few more rings of the bell, and yes, a little brown clinker motors into view.
Apparently the ferry boat also operates as a river taxi, ferrying people to their boats, so may go missing for a while. Anyway, what a beautiful place to be kept waiting, and finally I'm deposited at Greenway Quay. Ah, it's Monday, and Greenway, home of Agatha Christie is closed! I follow the lanes back up to Broadsands, where I catch a bus into Torquay, to eventually connect with a a 17.40 bus back to Exeter.