I went on a little road trip last weekend to the Devil’s Punch Bowl, a place with a stunning view and a lovely atmosphere. It’s private, quiet and beatiful, so I took my camera out for a spin.
My father-in-law-to-be took us for a walk and told me the story of the unknown sailor, murdered in 1786 by three men who took his money and tried to sell his clothes. The Sailor’s Stone was erected in his memory and is still there, overlooking the scenery. The three men were hanged in chains six months later, and in 1851 a celtic cross was erected where they had been hung, since the local people became afraid of the area in belief that it was haunted.
During our little walk, we were able to walk really closely to some bulls and ponies. Having been chased by a bull once, when I was a kid, I decided not to come too close, but it was still lovely to see them. Shame I didn’t get to see the deer.
Like most places in the world, one can appreciate the Devil’s Punch Bowl much more when being shown around by someone who knows the area, legends and little quirks, like the rabbit holes, the memorials and the fallen tree.
As I said goodbye that evening, I knew that I will definitely visit again soon, and take even more photos. Hopefully next time I’ll catch some rabbits, foxes and deer.
Oh, and if you’re going to visit the Devil’s Punch Bowl and bring a dog with you, please make sure to keep it on a leash. Loose dogs scare the wild animals and may give deer heart attacks or cause miscarriages on the female ones. Just something to keep in mind.
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