The annual pilgrimage to Cornwall is undertaken today and thanks to a slightly widened path and a two person effort with the wheelchair, we manage to get Mum up to the top of Kit Hill.
The view is stunning as ever, but visibility isn’t fantastic and the naked eye can’t make out Brunel’s iconic Tamar Bridge from this distance.
Undaunted, we drive down to Saltash and find the terraced cottage nestling against the piers of that magnificent bridge in which Dad’s mother was born.
Ancestral tributes duly paid we return back up the Tamar valley, stopping for a (shared) cream tea at Cotehele, before crossing back into Devon and journeying back over the moors to Ilsington.
It’s a long day and Mum is clearly tired and it takes both dad and myself to transfer her into bed at the end of the night.
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