So it was the third attempt to hold a ‘wake’ for our dear departed chum Richard Cooper. It was postponed twice two weeks ago because of the snow! So again a hotel is booked in Dartmouth near to Blackpool Sands and at 7-40 this morning we set off.
It’s already not looking too promising. But the roads seem reasonably clear and we make steady progress. We stop well over half way and turn on communication devices. Pennie, Richards beautiful widow has had to cancel for the third time, the chef can’t get to the venue! We were all going to celebrate with fish and chips in a cafe they loved to frequent. Onwards or back? Both look pretty foreboding.
We phone the hotel and apparently all is pretty good. They would say that, wouldn’t they? So we decide as the evening meal is included, as is breakfast, we shall push on. It gets worse, the snow gets heavier and we do reach a point where we think, after passing a car on its side in the hedgerow, this might have not been a wise decision. It was not the first car we have seen in a dire straight. Two crashes and one burnt out were added to the list.
Six hours later, at approximately 13-30, we arrive at the Royal Castle Hotel in Dartmouth. Only 24 rooms, a harbour view, wi-fi and two bars and a dining room. What more could you ask? The Lexus can rest easy till tomorrow.
There it is down below our window on the left. Not one of my all time favourite journeys, but we are safe and the pint of “Doombar” was to die for. Sorry, no pun intended dear Richard, you will be greatly missed old chum.
Thanks for reading,
M & M 🌨❄️☃️⛷💤💤