|Heather blooming on the moor. Wind chargers on the horizon.|
There are times we grow weary of driving the most direct route to a place. Cities are one roundabout after another, followed by crowded roads, congested with traffic. So, we program Bib to take us another way, preferably without as many towns.
|One thing about England, it's really green.|
|No barbed wire fencing needed, they have rocks for building.|
|View across the pastures to the moor.|
|Miles and miles of miles and miles.|
|We do occasionally see one of the locals.|