Locked Out

Interesting day yesterday. Got up, had some breakfast and then decide to go for a walk around Beacon Hill as it was a lovely sunny autumn day.

As we had some some gardening the previous weekend, we had some garden waste to take to the tip, so decided to take that before going to Beacon Hill.

Had a lovely walk around Beacon Hill, and then popped in to Tesco's for some potatoes for the roast we were having for dinner.

Arrived back at the house at about 1:30 but couldn't actually get into our house until 3:30!

The problem was we'd left the house via the garage, and I had forgotten to take the bolt off the front door before we left. We use the bolt to lock the door when we are in, and overnight. So when we returned, Kirsten unlocked the door with the key, but it wouldn't open due to it being bolted at the top.

A few phone calls later and an hour and a half wait the cavalry arrived in the form of a Locksmith. Fortunately we have a conservatory, so he set about drilling through the lock in the French doors. 30 mins later he's in and we can finally have some lunch...

After fitting replacement lock barrels everything was put right, apart from the £140 dent in my wallet!

Long walk...

Last week I was on holiday in Dartmoor with my wife and a few friends. We spent most of the week walking. On Thursday most of the group wanted a rest day, but Helen and myself thought it would be better to go out for a short walk.

In the morning we did a quick walk before we returned to the cottage for a nice brunch. We then decided to another longer circular walk in the afternoon as it was such a lovely sunny day.

The above is a picture of the route we took. It took us 5 hours, and I estimated it was about 10Km. However, I was wrong, it was actually 16Km or 10 miles! That probably explains why my legs were sore on the Friday morning. 

We did make one small route mistake. Annoyingly it was really close to the end, when the cottage was almost in sight.  

Highlight of the walk was crossing 4 rivers via stepping stones, oh and sitting on a rock in the sun drinking a can of cider each.

All in all a nice afternoon walking, and I even managed to keep up with Helen who is like a mountain goat with it seems like constant energy.