Back in the start of October a friend and I travelled down to Devon. Now, this trip wasn't supposed to be about photography. The main reason for this trip was that I had booked getting my whole right are tattooed. And then while we were in Devon, we would spend the day after exploring.

The duration was the trip was 2 nights. Day one after finishing work we drove down to Salcombe to stay in our hotel. The hotel was unreal, a big manor house with loads of space, lovely kitchen, even and had a well with a glass floor over it, Little creepy. Day two we were up bright an early and went into Kingsbridge. Spent 8 hours getting tattooed all in one sitting. Safely say I was sore. Keeping this part short, as it has nothing to do with photography.

Anyways Day 3, the part that is actually about photography. Woke up nice and early. My whole right arm had swollen double in size, Still wasn't going to let it stop me. Our first stop was Burgh Island. At this point, the weather was miserable, drizzly and wet. The whole time I was there I could only think of the Ben Howard track. Good track you should look it up. After wondering around the beach, we started to make our way past the island hotel and around the back to the mermaid bay (think its called something like that?) It's a lovely little spot with a wooden platform in the middle of the bay. We ended up sitting there for a bit, taking in the sun now that the weather had changed, That's the UK weather for you.

We then moved onto Soar Mill. Lovely wide beach with over hanging cliff and we even found a cave. The cave was pitch black and our phone torches weren’t doing anything to how deep this cave went. We spent a little time wandering about the beach. Dodging the streams of water as I didn’t exactly were the most suitable footwear, breathable sport trainers. Walking along the ridge gave us some lovely viewpoints across the shore.

Our final stop before heading home was Startpoint Lighthouse. We decided to wander right from the lighthouse to find a pretty untouched beach. With some strange rock formations on the shore, which we decided to climb and walk across to then sit and chill as the sun began to drop. We then followed the ridge along towards the lighthouse around the back, great views but beware the cliffs are crumbling. All in all it was a successful trip with a very swollen arm.

Hope you enjoy the read and check out some of the photos below.

- Charle Bluck