Feeling tired after the previous day's long walk, I decided to take a little break and give my feet a rest. The guide I downloaded said that the interesting parts of the days walk would be at the beginning (mostly looking back with a sense of accomplishment on yesterdays hard work), and at the end at chesil beach and the town of abbotsbury. I decided to skip the middle bit by walking inland after a few miles to bridport and catching a bus.
I have a sort of list in my mind of things, food and drink, that I'd like to try while I'm here. Things get added as I go, but fish and chips was probably the fist thing on my list. I finally had some for lunch in West Bay, before heading inland the Bridport and the bus. It was cod and chips and I watched the lady actually batter and cook the fish while I stood there. To accompany the deep fried food I got more deep fried food: freshly cooked donuts. They actually plopped the dough into the fryer (a different one than the fish thank god) while i was waitin, from this funnel donut machine that makes a ring of dough, then dredge them in sugar. The battered cod so far surpassed and fish and chips I've had before, I can hardly understand what we are doing wrong. The 'chips' were only okay though. The first three donuts they made me were "a bit overcooked," according to the man who handed them over, so they had to make three more. They gave me all six. Sad.
After eating --I only ate one donut with lunch, sheesh-- I headed to catch the bus. It was a double-decker. Abbotsbury was exceptionally quaint and loomed over by the 14th century chapel I mentioned previously. In my mind I was camping there, but in reality I had to walk another 7 miles to get to my campsite. Oh well, I guess it was really a stroke of luck that I got lazy and trimmed off the 8 miles from West Bay to Abbotsbury or I would have walked 18 miles again instead of 10.
I have a sort of list in my mind of things, food and drink, that I'd like to try while I'm here. Things get added as I go, but fish and chips was probably the fist thing on my list. I finally had some for lunch in West Bay, before heading inland the Bridport and the bus. It was cod and chips and I watched the lady actually batter and cook the fish while I stood there. To accompany the deep fried food I got more deep fried food: freshly cooked donuts. They actually plopped the dough into the fryer (a different one than the fish thank god) while i was waitin, from this funnel donut machine that makes a ring of dough, then dredge them in sugar. The battered cod so far surpassed and fish and chips I've had before, I can hardly understand what we are doing wrong. The 'chips' were only okay though. The first three donuts they made me were "a bit overcooked," according to the man who handed them over, so they had to make three more. They gave me all six. Sad.
After eating --I only ate one donut with lunch, sheesh-- I headed to catch the bus. It was a double-decker. Abbotsbury was exceptionally quaint and loomed over by the 14th century chapel I mentioned previously. In my mind I was camping there, but in reality I had to walk another 7 miles to get to my campsite. Oh well, I guess it was really a stroke of luck that I got lazy and trimmed off the 8 miles from West Bay to Abbotsbury or I would have walked 18 miles again instead of 10.
You took such good photos on this trip. One of my favorites is, of course, the sheep.
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