Last weekend, camping in Devon

Had to carry everything in and out, down a cliff in torrential rain.

The sun came out, and the solitude and privacy and views were EPIC.

Michael, living locally, went home each evening, but came over each day.

 Karen & Stephen visited, but unfortunately a combination of deck shoes & fear of heights meant Steve could/would not attempt the cliff so we had to hoist a cuppa to him back up the cliff face.

Top marks to Karen, who braved mud & cliffs on her 4(censored)th birthday to see her brother for the first time since this