10 
EERKY COMBES. 
Passing on over four or five miles of moorland 
road, Exmoor stretching away as far as the eye can 
see, here and there a glen with its brawling stream 
abounding in tront, and its hanging woods where 
the red deer love to lie, yon come to the cliff church 
of Countesbury, where, turning to the right, you 
reach the terraced road overhanging the sea, which 
leads down to Lynmouth. 
Lynmouth is a most charming place: the inn is 
charming; kindly Miss Jones who keeps the inn 
is charming; the man who catches fish for your 
dinner is charming; and the dinner itself, after a 
day of rambling, toiling, broiling in the Linton sun, 
is more appreciated than twenty dinners in the 
dusty smoky town. 
