|Gadfield Elm Chapel|
The sat-nav worked it's magic and we got to Gadfield Elm without too much trouble--just one wrong turn down a little narrow road that I had to back out of because there were fields on either side and no way to turn around. There was a missionary couple at the site that was thrilled to welcome us. They told us all about the history of the place and how it came to be restored and officially designated as a church historical site of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Read about it here. The entry isn't long but it is quite a remarkable history. If you have ever seen the movie "17 Miracles" (it's on Netflix) several of the miracle stories were experiences of members from the Gadfield Elm congregation. There was such a good feeling at that place. We were so glad we had the opportunity to visit.
We had a long drive to Devon ahead of us so we ended up having to cut Wales from the trip but we all felt good about the way we spent our Sabbath. Most of the drive to Devon was on major motorways. We stopped for a late lunch of Cornish pasties (one of my new favorite foods) and apples and crisps and got some Krispy Kreme donuts for the car ride (they taste the same there as they do here--delicious!) at a service area then carried on our way.
Our plan for Devon was to stay in the town of North Molton at a bed and breakfast called Sannacott where my great great grandmother had been a servant as a girl. It is right on the southern edge of Exmoor National Forest. North Molton had some steep hills and narrow roads but we weren't prepared for driving through the hedges once we turned off the main road through town.
|The road to North Molton.|
|Anne showing how wide the road was.|
|View of Devon from the moor.|
|Other than the skittles tournament in the other room we had the whole pub to ourselves.|
|I had a steak and cheddar burger with real cheddar from Cheddar. I had high hopes|
but it was really dry and one of the most unfortunate food choices I made the whole trip.
|Mom and Clare had whitebait, Anne had a lamb and mint burger.|
Oggy, oggy, oggy
Whoooooose afraid of the big bad wolf
The big bad wolf, the big bad wolf.
I decided to be brave and go and see what was going on so I ventured to the other room to have a peek and met a friendly older gentleman. When he learned that I was "on holiday" from the states he was quite interested and he explained the game a little and told me about their team's best player, Mike. I think Mike's team must have won, because that older man was sitting at a table having a pint and looking quite happy as he waved goodbye to us on our way out.
I wanted to stay up late and see the stars--Exmoor was Europe's first dark sky preserve--but it was overcast and we were exhausted. At 10:30 it still wasn't completely dark so we decided to try again the next day.
To Be Continued. . .