Sept. 1, 1942
Ralph and I go exploring in the Gyp. We first visit Minehead, then go west to Porlock through a beautiful valley, then climb the Porlock Hill onto the Exmoor – the scenery is heavenly, the hills are purple with heather, with a few yellow blossoms of gorse interspersed, the little fields – deep green – with crooked hedge fences, looking like patchwork – rich green trees over all. We do gown into the Lorna Doone Valley – perfect heaven for scenery – a little brook in the glen – old stone thatched cottages, and narrow, narrow roads with hedges on either side. WE go over several old fashioned stone bridges with the Roman arches, and arrive at the Doone Farm for lunch. Old fashioned house, stone floors etc. After lunch we got to the church at Oare, where Loran Doone was married, then go on over the Moors to Lynmouth, and climb the terrific hill to Lynton, which sits up very high overlooking the sea. We then go out to the Valley or Rocks and Castle Rock Lynton. After seeing these we drive back to Camp. The most beautiful strip of country I have ever seen. In the evening Joey Pay, Ian Allison, Poopdeck Payne and I go down town to the Metropole Hotel – then go to Dunster and then return home.