So, today's journeys took us to two major towns, Bideford and Barstable. I failed to mention yesterday that "Captain Sully" and I have something in common. Whilst purveying along the road from Bideford to Clovelly, suddenly to our front were two avies of the genus, "Crow". Up they came at a slothful rate from the tarmac before me that, I hence, the second planted his slovenly body against my windscreen with a "thud", bounced off to the right and disappeared from my sight. End of story. Dead bird, I know not, however, I now can claim "birdstrike" as did Sully...and we both saved the day as our craft continue ahead without harm to the occupants of either vehicle. In other words, the dumb crow hit my windscreen and bounced away, I hope to his demise as I do not like Crows. Next:

We went back to the town of Barnstable. We walked the streets, did some shopping and then headed toward another site. However, we noted a sign for the Combatan, a small village with a farmer who has the largest collection of WWI and WWII vehicles and weaponry. Three quonsat huts full of gear. From there we rode back to Bideford to our favorite "Safeway-like" store, had Cod and Chips, picked up some needed items and went home to listen to the story of Henry the Eighth and Anne Bolyn. That's it for today.