I drove south across the moors and the sun soon made an appearance again. Even Dartmoor was bathed in sunshine! I was feeling quite good about my decision until I took the road down to Hope Cove and with only a mile to go the fog descended once again. The air inside the car turned a little blue I can tell you! Fortunately it wasn't as thick here and I could at least something of the view along the shore.
I pushed on past the café - I didn't think I had done nearly enough to justify tea and cake myself. In among the green field of wheat I passed was a solitary poppy. Despite the fact that it was the only one it really did stand out; probably because of the lack of sunshine which heightened its vibrant colour. The path rounded the field and I had to cross a bridge over South Milton Ley. Apparently this is the second largest reed bed in Devon (after the much larger Slapton Ley I imagine). As I looked down from the bridge I got quite a shock as for all the world I thought I caught sight of a hand beckoning me into the water below. Upon second viewing I realised it was a discarded rubber glove and laughed to myself for being so startled!