Hidden away between Paignton and Brixham is Armchair Cove. I walked to it from a residential street, past a holiday camp, and under the railway line. Coming out from the tunnel it was like emerging into another world. A soft green clifftop with three bunnies hopping about, the odd parasol mushroom, and a pair of ravens perching in a tree. You don't realise the cove is there until you get to the end of the field. When I looked down I couldn't believe it. Turquoise clear sea, just what I was hoping for after the dreary wet weather, but which I hadn't expected. I swam into the lagoon and explored in and around the Armchair, fascinated by the fantastical rocks, which all seemed to have halloween-style faces. The sun came out and the sea was warm - 15.7 degrees - it hardly felt like the end of October.
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