Easton - Bridgwater

Day three of LeJog and I've made it to Bridgwater in sunny Somerset. 


Unlike yesterday, today was fairly plain sailing.   I spent last night at the top notch Easton Court on the edge of Dartmoor, a really classy thatched affair with all boxes ticked. The owners Debra and Paul were super helpful, taking me and the bike the 10 miles to Okehampton for a new seat-post and some minor TLC on the brakes. They also gave me the room for free which was nice! (Best breakfast so far by a mile, and I'm not just saying that).

I was back on the road by midday and pedalled my way to Crediton for some lunch. With the route planned and the rooms booked there isn't a whole lot of time for sightseeing, which is a pity as there's loads to see. I'll be making a trip back here soon for a visit to Diggerland and the bi-annual Bridgwater horse-drawn plough challenge!
I did make time for a quick stop in Taunton to try cider at the source;  the last ten miles to Bridgwater had a distinctly mellow feel, and I seemed to stop swearing at the start of each hill. Ooh arr my lovers!

Tonight's lodgings, 'Somerset House', has more of a Fawlty Towers vibe than the big building by the Thames.   Fred the owner was kind enough to make me a cup of tea when I got there, but managed to mention 'the money' no less than five times before I finally got out the door to head for the cashpoint. I'm not sure if Fred has outstanding debts to the local mafia, if a high percentage of punters do a swift u-turn when they see the 1940s decor or if he just thought I was going to do a runner after breakfast, but he made his bloody point!
So I packed my bags and found the nearest Travelodge. Only kidding, of course. I've given Fred his £22.50 so his kneecaps will live to fight another day.
No photos for today I'm afraid readers. The phone went a bit weird after being in my 'waterproof' pocket on Dartmoor yesterday and has only just recovered. I'll try and remember to get a snap of Fred and his long suffering wife Liz before I move on.
Did I mention Debra and Paul at Easton Lodge? If you're ever in Dartmoor...!

Observation of the last three days:   nearly everyone I've stayed with, as well as both blokes in the bike shop today were from the North. What's going on? Maybe there's some exchange programme going on, and I'll be staying with retired pasty makers in Warrington?

Anyway, enough already! Tomorrow,  Stroud.

H x