The will to movement

The will to movement

Travelling through the West Country on a Sunday at 5pm suddenly makes me wistful for the days when I used to hitch my way around the country.
When i was young enough for hitching to be a safe endeavor, because I had the indestructibility of youth.

Conversations on Buses #4

Conversations on Buses #4

I met this Kurdish man at the bus stop. He asked me a question, and seemed displeased by the length of my response – “speak simple” he said, so I did. When he got all the bus information he needed, he asked me to guess where he came from (I said...
stormy lighthouse

stormy lighthouse

Same Lighthouse (Smeaton’s Tower) , different weather (stormy autumn), no pirates (well, only agents of photoshop)!
Sheep

Sheep

What is a walk in the country without a picture of sheep?
Transports of Delight

Transports of Delight

I don’t know if all Devon bus rides are like this, and I suspect it wouldn’t be nearly as amusing in the height of summer when you were in a hurry to get to the beach, but this is an accurate account of a Buckfastleigh bus ride: The bus arrived a few...