Somerset (UK) I provide you with a few visuals. The first is of the Ash-Wembdon Farm. The top right window is ours & it has made for a wonderful resting place. Clarence serves us a breakfast of a fried egg, local bacon AND sausage, tomato, mushrooms, toast, & coffee in the morning before we head out on the day's journey. This journey starts on Hollow Rd (please reference picture #2 below). This is a 2 way street. No joke. Not all streets are quite as 
special as Hollow Rd, but I would also say it is not as unique as we thought it was when we first arrived at the farm.Our first excursion through skinny-streetville was to Cheddar. Mum thinks the name of the town came first, I think it was the cheese...conundrum? Moving on...it is where Cheddar the cheese was initially discovered & one cheesemaker remains, the Cheddar Gorge Cheese Company. We paid them a visit & watched the milk turn to curd & whey, the curd cheddared, &
pressed into what would become delicious traditional clothbound English Cheddar. It was a bit touristy, but worth the trip. The town was nestled in an amazing gorge & the cheese was actually quite enjoyable. The picture on the right is some curd being shoveled into the cooling table before cheddaring & at left we have a view of the gorge. The 
little silver nugget is our lovely mode of transit. Scary? Very.After Cheddar we headed to Wells. A beautiful small town without much on the cheese scene, but some remarkable scenery. The drive home will be difficult to ever put into words, but I will say that the pub we finally made it to at 9:30 pm in the middle of the county, opened their kitchen back up to feed us some fish & chips. We must have looked pretty defeated. Life it tough without a decent map, but the cheese keeps me going. haha.
While the roads are extremely narrow & treacherous, the country is absolutely breathtaking. I have high hopes for tomorrow...
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