bouncyWe first stopped at the 12th century clapper bridge, at Postbridge ... and then drove onto Widecombe-in-the-moor.
If you don't know what Widecombe is famous for, then read this very sad song, here, which is still sung up and down the country. The village has an annual fair, and there is always a local dignatory, on a grey mare, to open the proceedings. Although the sad poem is always linked to Widecombe, it can be seen that Tom Cobley, lived in Spreyton
After that, it was home, via Haytor, for fish and chips!
Mum, Jiffy and I on the clapper bridge -
The "modern" road bridge -
Widecombe Church -
15th century buildings - we all 4 went in to see an art exhibition ... and then had an ice-cream!
Inside the Church -
A model of the poem -
In the churchyard I looked for other Cobley graves ... it's Mum's maiden name -
Typical Dartmoor -
Can't go to Dartmoor without seeing some of the hundreds of ponies -
Haytor -
