07 May 2014

Weekend in Devon

Recently, on the weekend before the Bank Holiday, the Archaeologist and I took a break in North Devon. We hadn't intended to go there but found many hotels that appealed to us booked up, so Serendipity took us to Northam, which abuts Bideford on the River Torridge. We stayed in a room with a 4-poster bed and views out over the river....




The Yeolden House Hotel has beautiful gardens and is a well-kept, Victorian building, very dark because of the decor but with beautiful stained-glass windows. 

The clouds in the picture give an indication of what the weather was like, although the sun did shine from time to time. We explored briefly and had dinner in the restaurant that evening.

The following morning, it appeared that the weather was going to be better early on, so we set off to walk to Appledore, about 4km away along the coastal path above the Torridge.



 This is the view looking towards a village called Westleigh.....



Where the pathway dipped down and the riverbank was more open....




Looking towards Instow....



We thought we were in for a long detour here as, according to the map, there was no way cross this inlet but this part of the path now follows the water's edge as a dyke and backfill had been added, with the stream that occupied it draining through a pipe.



Flag Irises


The view looking back toward the bridge at Bideford.



A further stretch of boardwalk, going inland to get around Babcock's shipyard.



The Archaeologist marching off into the distance (he has longer legs than me!)




Why do people cut their Cypress trees down and dump them on the path?



How far we had walked: this was where the path ended as a path and the bit on the road began....



The charming 'Welcome to Appledore' sign.



The little streets of Appledore behind the quay....




Very quaint and pretty but very lacking in light...I imagine the insides of the little houses must be very dark...

Whilst exploring, we came across The Appledore Crafts Company, which kind of establishment I am drawn to like iron filings to a magnet. Inside, I was delighted to come across Jill Denton, a textile artist I had met about four years ago. We had a catch-up and swapped up-to-date contact details, so I am hoping that it won't be so long before I see her again. http://www.appledorecraftscompany.co.uk/



Can recommend this establishment for a food stop..almost on the quayside...



Beautiful Wisteria...



We saw these all over the place: they were the Coastal Path signs..



It began to rain not long after we started our walk back towards Northam. I spotted this Cuttlefish bone laying on the path and wondered how it got there, in the middle of nowhere....its owner presumably long gone, but with not a Budgerigar cage in sight....



It was considerably wetter crossing back over this bit of riverside...





Lots of colourful flowers enjoying a drink...



...and one of several Badger Setts



I had to look twice when this caught my eye: what was it..? Ah...closer inspection determined it to be a doggie bag...........I thought the idea was to dispose of those in the requisite bin/take it home? Some people!!!!



Nearly back from what turned out to be a rather wet walk...(weather forecast somewhat 'out')...



...but well protected and nice and dry and warm :)


Back to our room for a cup of tea and the view (including the spectacular Clematis on the LHS)

This part of the Coastal Path is pleasant, even if the views are restricted and it isn't particularly hilly. I was pleased I didn't use Nordic walking gear as I don't think the walk is particularly suited to it, although the original reason I didn't was because it was likely to be so wet and muddy. 

The rain didn't really let up but as we had decided to go to Barnstable and I wanted to look for a particular shop, that's where we went. It was so busy there....parking was difficult and when we did find somewhere the rain became torrential; we had to sit and wait until it left off a bit before venturing forth.

We made our way to the Pannier Market, which despite it being quite late by then, was still mostly full of traders. It's an interesting place to wander about in and, not for the first time, I wished I was there before going home so that I could buy some of the veg and fruit. Hunger was really beginning to set in, so we found a place to have lunch at the back of the market - have forgotten the name of it. It was the young guy making the food up there who told us where the children's shop was I was looking for, so off we went and I spent an enjoyable time looking at shoes for our Granddaughter, so that I could report back to her Mummy. By then, it was raining again and we just didn't feel like getting wet even once more, so took ourselves off back towards Bideford, calling in on the way to locate the bistro I had selected for our evening meal.

Back at the hotel, having made another cup of tea and dozing (the Archaeologist)/knitting (self), as you do on hols....later, setting off for our evening meal...

I had chosen The Riverbank Bar and Bistro, because I liked the look of it online: http://www.theriverbankbistro.co.uk/ I was hoping it would be as it looked. In fact, the food and the service were very good and we were delighted with our meal, so I can thoroughly recommend it.

Sunday dawned slightly brighter and we made our way to Westward Ho! Having found a car park and obtained instructions from the more enlightened members of the family as to where to find good coffee, we managed to get into Tea on the Green, http://www.teaonthegreen.net/ by the skin of our teeth, as it is a tiny place. The scone I had would have fed both of us and was delicious as was the toasted tea cake, the Archaeologist assured me. People kept coming and trying to get a table but many were booked by people who obviously knew the score....(For the record, you can sit outside but it was too cold that day.)

We had to get onto the beach, so here we go...


The amount of water in the car park is testament to the quantity of rain that had fallen...








The above 3 views are a panorama of the beach and what I saw as I emerged from the hill of stones bordering the car park.


The next thing I noticed was this dog with a huge pebble in its mouth...I just didn't know a dog could open its mouth so wide and still have the strength to hold on to something so heavy......




There were lots of interesting shapes and patterns to consider whilst I wandered along...which I did and brought them home to consider some more....




It was as cold and windy as it looks......


As we left the beach, the tide was coming in fast and I looked again at the pathway and its condition and decided that it might not have been like that before the recent storms.....the power of the sea...

We walked back up to the town and I ventured into a craft shop and came out (predictably) with something, although I could have emerged with far more....I can't track down the shop online and I don't seem to have brought any information back about it, unfortunately.

The afternoon saw us return to Appledore for something to keep us going until our much anticipated fish and chip tea later on there, so having ascertained the shop's 'frying' hours, we had another wander through the old town...




We were fascinated by this doorway and decided that there must be a more 'normal' one on the other side of the house..


It was still quite early in the afternoon, so we headed back towards Westward Ho! to the stretch of land that sticks out into the Torridge estuary, called Northam Burrows Country Park, which is an area of reclaimed land.


We parked and I chose to stay and knit/read whilst the Archaeologist stretched his legs. The picture above looks at Appledore and shows the end of the town we didn't go to this visit with its slipway and the lifeboat moored on the far left-hand side.


There were quite a few others there, considering the soggy conditions but the rain stayed off and I sat enjoying being back by the coast....
Having gone back to the hotel to tidy up we went returned to Appledore to get our fish and chips, only to find a sign outside saying that the shop wasn't going to open that evening...we weren't alone in being unimpressed.....We had a meal in a pub but it definitely wasn't the same..... (We have had fish and chips from Sylvesters before and they are very good but obviously they are a bit of a law unto themselves...) 

We left the Yeolden Manor after breakfast. I haven't said a great deal about the hotel so far. It does have a website, which is rather twee and nowadays doesn't reflect the new owners (of just three weeks when we were there). We would probably go back there as the couple learning to run the place can't do enough for their guests but haven't got the hang of running a hotel yet and it feels a bit strange - more like a very big, costly B & B. Service in the dining-room was haphazard, although the food was good and the surroundings congenial but room service was lacking in that each day some staff weren't that good at making the bed and took towels and didn't replace them all. In the end we didn't bother to ask for more. When payment time came, it was put through three times and had to be refunded. If they can stay the course, as it seemed as though they had never done anything like this before and get themselves sorted out, we think it will eventually be a very good place to stay..

We drove via Appledore again intending to just to get some lunch from Johns and perhaps some coffee and take a long route back via Exmoor and Lynton but the weather was so warm and sunny, we had coffee sitting on the quayside (another good eatery: The Quay Bistro  http://www.thequayappledore.co.uk/) and just stayed and stayed....



The church in Appledore looks interesting - rather a strange combination of Architectural styles. Next time we visit, I would like to try and find out more about it.


It is very difficult to see this because of the reflections. It is a 3-D map of the part of Appledore nearest the quayside and interesting to look at in detail. It can be found on the side of the toilets in the car park, near to where the buses stop before heading back towards Bideford.

Wandering back to the car, we succumbed (or I did without effort and the Archaeologist, with some persuasion) to one of the local delicious icecreams (Hockings), waved goodbye to Appledore and set off towards home...

It was an enjoyable break, despite the indifferent weather and very good to be back by the sea.


03 March 2014

New Beginnings 2

Recently, in between my Grandma duties and things, I have been trying to pick up my craft work.

Last month, I went to a Dyeing workshop and had a go at Space Dyeing where we painted dye on to hanks of yarn, wrapped them in plastic and steamed them in a domestic steamer. This resulted in some dyed Ryeland yarn that came from our sheep and also some fleece, which I have now spun.



These are the hanks of Ryeland yarn. This was commercially spun and the blue is a slightly heavier weight than the pink and white. They have been washed a couple of times but the dye was still coming out on the last wash, so they need another one, at least. I don't know what I'll make out of them but I keep thinking the blue would make a good hat.




This is the dyed fleece (which I forgot to photograph) plied with some cream fleece, both Merino, commercial roving. I am quite pleased with the result since the original, dyed roving was rather uninspiring. I am not sure whether to use this for a scarf or cowl, or something, or whether to make a wall-hanging.

I have returned to reading Mary Walker Phillips' book Creative Knitting. A New Art Form. This book was a revelation which I came across via Tom of Holland's feature of it on Facebook. Until I saw this, I hadn't appreciated that anyone knitted wall hangings. I have begun working my way through her Stitches and Patterns chapter, trying out unfamiliar stitches....


These three samplers from the top sampler show:
  • Uncrossed Western Western Stitch (green) and Crossed Western Stitch
  • Uncrossed Eastern Stitch (green) and Crossed Eastern stitch
  • Uncrossed Stitch (combined method) [green] and Crossed Stitch (combined method).
If you haven't come across the idea of Eastern and Western stitches before, this can be confusing and I found it easy to get muddled up to begin with, although as I worked my way through the diagrams I began to see better what was going on. Likewise, if you have paid little attention to which way your stitches face, it is enlightening to be encouraged to do so: in the past I think I have worked instinctively rather than knowledgeably. I now see why Mary Walker Phillips comes down on the side of the Uncrossed combined method as even though my knitting is reasonably neat, this method of construction gives a very neat cast on as can be seen at the bottom of the lowest sampler. 



I achieved this by casting on using the Uncrossed Western stitch: needle into the back of the stitch (instead of the front as is more 'normal'), yarn under and followed this with a purl row constructed by putting the right hand needle into the front of the next stitch but taking the yarn under the needle instead of over it. This feels a bit odd for a start but not for long and it is a whole lot easier than some of the other methods.

My next sampler was constructed using this Uncrossed Western stitch method moving on to two more stitches. 


The elongated stitches are the Fancy Crossed Throw, which is a fiddly stitch until you get used to it but I like the twisted shape it forms. The rows of what look like knots are a derivation of the Throw and combined with it produce rather neater knots and much longer Throw stitches in Mary Walker Phillips' hands with linen thread than mine, here. The knots are also rather fiddly as they are worked with a group of three stitches into which it is necessary to purl, plain, purl before dropping them; this way the number of stitches is preserved.

It has been an interesting exercise and I plan to begin new knitted projects using the Uncrossed Western stitch method, if possible. I have many more stitches to work through in the book, some of which I recognise but suspect they will feel different when constructed using a new knitting method.

Last month, I also attended a workshop about pleated felt, lead by Liz Clay. (www.lizclay.co.uk) This proved to be very interesting but we were trying to fit a 2-day workshop into one day, so some things didn't get finished.

In my first attempt, I wanted to incorporate dyed Wensledale locks but I didn't make the felt nearly long enough for the cuff I had hope to come out of the exercise: this was a problem some of us found - trying to calculate the right size piece of felt to begin with to allow not only for felting but also for the pleating.


The second sampler was rather more successful from the pleating point of view.....



and the final sample did not get completed and remains so, for the time being but does show how the pleating is accomplished...


I hope to turn this into a corsage. The cotton stitching will be drawn up and then the fabric will be felted some more after which, it is rinsed, dried and the stitching taken out: hopefully, this will leave it permanently pleated....

Well, that makes quite a substantial beginning.....but now it is time for tea......

Anthea


New Beginnings 1

Back to my Blog....such a long time since I last posted..

During my walks on the past few days, it has become obvious that, despite the weather Spring seems to be coming......


The Daffodils have quite a long way to go but the Snowdrops are out......



as are the Crocuses and even a lone Primrose.....





....which I was surprised to see, as I was some Hawthorn blossom....



Apart from this, everything seems very stark, for the moment, anyway, with signs of the recent storms....



Today, the sun has shone but the wind was cold, so I don't suppose that'll encourage anything else to appear, for the moment.

The water in the Bourne is high, still, unsurprisingly...






I haven't seen so much water under this bridge before.

The first lambs have appeared in a field down the road but they are quite well-grown...



Part 2, coming soon......