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Friday, June 26, 2009


Driving through here in broad daylight, it was hard to imagine the Hounds of the Baskervilles looming through the mist with glowing jaws.
Instead the local wildlife seemed to be sheep playing red rover with the traffic.
We stopped at a tiny village called Widecombe-in-the-Moor before hurtling on along roads that it seemed impossible to get a coach through, but we made it without hitting any sheep or stray tourists.