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This weekend we had the senior hoofs over from Holland as a delayed mother hoof birthday celebration. They came over on Thursday staying at chateau hoof... and then headed into London to ride a hop on - hop off bus. On Saturday morning we jumped into the rental car and headed south west, stopping first at Stonehenge before continuing down to Corfe Castle and then reaching the Jurassic Coast. We were on the hunt for a hole in the rock called Durdle Door.


The senior hoofs and hoof'ess as we head up the hill to reach Durdle Door.


The rugged Jurassic coast, with small coves and beaches... a beautifully scenic stretch of the English coast.


Durdle Door!

After Durdle Door we continued down to Torquay for the night.


Next day we headed for the Moor's, Dartmoor to be exact. It started off lush and green.


With great old bridges.


The higher areas of the moors are relatively sparse, with the mist giving the place a moody, spooky feel. Then every so often you'd find strange rock formations called dolomites.


The moors have been populated since very early times, and this "bridge" is one of the oldest bridges in England. This was originally "built" in the iron age.


The spooky moors shrouded in mist.


Having escaped the moors, we decided to stop off for a spot of Devonshire Tea, with scones and clotted cream. Tasty!


Overall the weather was pretty crap, so we headed out to find out what the English would do in such crappy weather. What else but "entertainment venues". Then the gurls challenged the boys to a game of air hockey. Needless to say the boys were victorious.


Last morning in Torquay, some blue sky managed to pop out... so one photo of the typical English beach scene with the little beach huts.


Then it was off to Gloustershire to watch the crazy English sport of Cheese Rolling where a group of competitors hurl themselves down a hill chasing a wheel of cheese in the vain attempt to beat everyone else and therefore win the cheese.


One of the many races, as it had been raining heavily over the previous days the ground was soft and muddy - making it a relatively soft landing for the competitors. In previous years people get rushed to hospital in waiting ambulances with various injuries ranging from sprains to broken limbs and concussions.


After the cheese rolling we headed into the Cotswolds... a beautifully scenic area of picturesque english villages on rolling countryside with tree lined country roads.


And finally a quick walk around Oxford, the upper Thames and all the punting boats, before arriving back in Hertfordshire and Chateau Hoof.


A hectic weekend road tripping around south west England with the senior hoofs. Next we're back overseas in the beautiful countryside of Slovenia.