The Ring of Bells

Just down the road from Bovey Castle was a delightfully unspoiled village called North Bovey.

I say just down the road but in reality we decided to walk in pitch dark along the flooded river bank with thick mud sucking at our boots in order to go to a very nice pub for dinner.

It may have been madness but it was worth it when we stumbled into the warmly lit cottage with a mud-covered dog.

The Ring of Bells in North Bovey delivered on warmth, welcome and deliciousness as we spent a very relaxing evening by a wood burner with a plate of duck confit. The only dilemma was how to get home.

As the pub turned out to be an inn, it was tempting to get a room for the night but the castle was calling. Next time!

We decided not to walk back along the river but instead walked along the road which took way longer and was much less exciting but in hindsight was probably a better decision.

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