Plymouth

From Pendoggett we drove south to Yelverton, near Dartmoor Prison, where we had arranged to meet up with Sharon from Storybook Dads the next day. We were a bit early for check-in at at Moorland Links, the motel we had booked for the next two nights, so we drove past the prison and did a tour of the prison museum across the road. A very hysterical place, grey and foreboding - the museum and prison alike. Being on the moors there is often fog and mist, adding to the atmosphere, especially in winter.

After check in I threw caution to the wind and drove the half hour or so almost to Plymouth, but at the last minute found a Park and Ride which proved much less stressful for the last few miles into town.

What a beautiful city Plymouth is - castles, harbour, modern shopping and many places to eat and drink. Well worth a visit.

We had tea in the motel restaurant, which was very classy compared to the Cornish Arms, but they were both good in their own way.

Plymouth Harbour

Motel entrance

Dartmoor Prison Museum