Just beyond Burgh Island and Bigbury-on-Sea stretched the wide mouth of the river Avon, the third river in three days that I would have to ford. Naturally the ferry wasn't working — I'd become used to that. So I decided to walk round the whole estuary, crossing the river by the road bridge at Aveton Gifford. This turned out to be a lovely, eight-mile walk — waymarked and easy to follow. I climbed the hill out of Bigbury. At the top a farmer offered me a cup of coffee, which I drank on his stone patio overlooking the Avon estuary and the village of Bantham, which I would reach five hours later...
|At first the Avon Estuary Walk deviates away from the river...|
|I soon rejoined the river...|
|... whose banks were full of wonderful late-autumn colour...|
|There's Aveton Gifford in the distance...|
|I negotiated stiles and soggy, squelchy grass...|
|... until I gained the tidal causeway running alongside the river. Luckily the tide was out. I heard oystercatchers whistle and watched a little egret feeding in the marsh on the left.|
|... until I arrived finally at The Sloop Inn, Bantham, where I spent the night. Once more the food was very good. In fact I preferred it here to the Dolphin — it was smarter, and the rooms more comfortable...|