We saw mossy rocks.
And pretty cottages.
More lovely, overexposed views but the purple stuff is heather and I thought you might want to see it.
And sheep. Lots of sheep.
Do you know what comes with sheep? Sheep poop. It's everywhere. What are they eating?
Then we returned to the Inn, The Lantern Pike Inn, which I heartily recommend, and ate. We had a pate appetizer, a goat cheese salad, and the bream on mashed potatoes. It was delicious. SH said the chef was cheating by using so much butter, but I don't have a problem with butter being used as a flavor enhanced. It works. Why argue with success?
SH also had a well-deserved pint. I had the dessert. Well, we shared one. It came with custard and cream. We had seen cream brought out in a little pitcher for the next table so assumed that was how the custard would arrive as well.
No. The dessert -- an apple and plum crumble -- was drowned in custard. You could barely see the crumble. We asked the waitress if we could have the custard on the side, like the cream. She brought us another plate, this time drowned in a mixture of custard on the left and cream on the right. We finally got it right on the third try. Then I was forced to scrape the pitcher to get the last of the custard. If it had been up to me, I would have taken the first presentation of the dessert because what's not to like about a mixture of eggs, sugar and butter? But SH has a more refined palate.