Images of England
1) Fog nestles in narrow valleys between the steep rounded hills above the sea as our camper maneuvers its seventh switchback on the single-lane road the GPS is directing us to take through Devon. We emerge onto on a narrow high ridge, still enveloped in fog, when dark, silent shapes materialize out of the formless mist ahead of us. A herd of horses stand on the pavement. As we slow to a crawl, they casually move aside, grazing on the brown grass that lines the road. One lifts her head to watch us move past. 2) The road bored through a tunnel of overhanging trees, its single lane widening occasionally just enough to allow two cars to scrape the bushes on either side and pass in opposite directions. Then, as we came around a bend, there was a large white gate closed across the road, connecting two sides of a narrow stone arch. “Worthy Combe Toll Road”, a sign said. “In the absence of the Toll Keeper kindly put money into the slot of the lodg...