The exclamation mark is genuinely part of the name Westward Ho! Supposedly, it’s the only town in the UK with an exclamation mark, although surely it’s the only town in world?
About half of this 10-mile walk was through wooded areas, where we could hear the sea but couldn’t see it, though the views from the cliffs were spectacular. We knew we had to go around the last headland, which was always JUST there ahead of us, but we had no idea how many times the path went down to the coast then back up then back down. Thanks to Fitbit, we now know that there are 134 flights to be climbed on this path, although it sure feels like more.
From Westward Ho! we catch a bus to Instow, where we stop at the pub frequented by locals and their dogs, gulp down a strong drink each, and devour a huge plate of steamed veggies and a small plate of fish & chips. On the bus back to Barnstable I ponder what to do first at our B&B: eat the delightful confectionary that will be waiting for us or soak in an epson salt bath. I go back and forth over the 15-minute bus ride because this is no small decision; both are hugely important to me. In the end I eat the treat while waiting for the bath to fill, which seems the most efficient use of time and I am nothing if not efficient.