The final day and this was the recorded route.

This lovely old boat was moored near the ferry across to East Portlemouth.

Looking down towards the sea, craggy Start Point is on the right.

The ferry moves away and there is a last look at Salcombe.

The Salcombe lifeboat, a Tamar class vesel.

Lovely Burgloss flowers in this wayside garden.

Bluebells cover the dappled ground under the trees by the path.

An old coastguard lookout at East Prawle.

A crumbling ruin by the path

A typical coast path scene - every down slope is followed by a corresponding climb!

This Gaf Ketch looks like the old boat spotted in Salcombe.

Unknown (to me) hairy caterpillar on its own adventure.

A gentle swell crashes over semi submerged rocks in Lannacombe Bay.

Very old field boundary fences like these are quite common in this part of Devon.

Inside the information hut at Prawle Point Coastguard lookout station. An interesting and informative display but in an ideal world it would have a tea/coffee machine!

One of the display boards at Prawle Point Coastguard station.

The view from Prawle Point. Interesting geological formations suggest that these inland cliffs were once battered by the sea, now about 100 feet below that level.

Bolt head from Prawle Point.

Prawle head with the Coastguard station at the end.

Some of the impressive inland cliffs along this part of the coast.

I don't know what the anchor symbol signifies.

There were lots of places where winter storms had eroded the cliffs making the footpath unsafe or washed away.

I wonder if they have insurance?

You have been warned!

The lighthouse at Start Point.

A seagull nesting on an old wall at the lost village of Hallsands.
When the breakwater at Plymouth was built many thousands of tons of shingle was removed from offshore here which had a disastrous effect on the village which was washed away in 1917.

Remains of the lost village of Hallsands still visible beyond the modern houses.

Slapton and its sand bar.

A pretty garden in a B&B on the way out of Slapton.

Beautifully sculpted furrows in a field adjacent to Stokenham Church, where tonight's B&B in the Tradesmans Arms was waiting, at the end of the trail (for now).