function photo(i,c,m,q,d,j,h,o,p,a,l,f,k,b,r,n,g,e){this.id=i;this.galleries_id=c;this.photo_ref=m;this.section_code=q;this.src=d;this.width=j;this.height=h;this.caption=o;this.home=p;this.gallery=a;this.description=l;this.takendate=f;this.photographer=k;this.location=b;this.item_price=r;this.purchase_instruction=n;this.payment_groups_id=g;this.server_id=e;this.src=getServerPath(this.server_id)+"/"+this.src}function gallery(e,c,d,b,a){this.id=e;this.featured_images=c;this.title=d;this.section_code=b;this.photoIDs=a}var photos=new Object();photos[3078305]=new photo(3078305,"168576","4117","section298045","CLIC_4117te_beach_huts_coryton_cove_dawlish.jpg",600,400,"The way to Coryton's Cove",0,0,"Bright and cheerful, and very English.  Beach huts on promenade leading to Coryton Cove, Dawlish.  <br>\r\n","","Anthony T Steel","Dawlish, South Devon","","",14512,5);photos[3745873]=new photo(3745873,"168576","7410","section298045","CLIC_7410_boat_cove_dawlish_devon.jpg",600,402,"Summertime at Boat Cove, Dawlish",0,0,"Boat Cove is a lovely little harbour set between the Town Beach and Coryton's Cove, and is home to a number of working boats that fish inshore regularly.  There are fishermen's huts, piles of creels, nets and small fishing boats waiting for the next tide.  Boats are usually pulled up the ramp out of the water, and not tied to the harbour wall - which must be a hard pull at the end of a day's fishing!  ","","DawlishBlue","Dawlish, South Devon","","",14512,5);photos[4435945]=new photo(4435945,"168576","9309","section298045","CLIC_9309_coryton_cove_8x121.jpg",600,400,"Over Shell Cove",0,0,"The colourful beach huts on the promenade leading to Coryton's Cove viewed from Shell Cove, Dawlish.  <br>\r\n<p><br>\r\nOnce known as Gentleman's Cove, Coryton Cove lays nestled in between the magnificent red cliffs of Dawlish. Ideal for families and those wanting to escape from the madding crowd.<br>\r\n<p><br>\r\nWithin easy walking distance from the town, there are lots of rock pools to explore, watch the seabirds dive for fish and catch your own mackerel from the breakwater. If you're really lucky the occasional sightings of Dolphins have been seen.<br>\r\n<p><br>\r\nA mix of shingle and sand, the beach gently slopes towards the sea. ","","Anthony T Steel","Dawlish, South Devon","","",14512,5);photos[4435982]=new photo(4435982,"168576","1775","section298045","CLIC_1775te_dawlish_pier-black_and_white.jpg",600,418,"Dawlish Town Pier",0,0,"This black and white photograph enhances the architecture of the old stone town pier at Dawlish.  ","","Anthony T Steel","Dawlish, South Devon","","",14512,5);photos[4435988]=new photo(4435988,"168576","3039","section298045","CLIC_3039te2_pigeon_arches_dawlish_promenade.jpg",600,400,"Underneath the arches",0,0,"These wooden arches line a section of the promenade at Dawlish.  They give shelter from the rain, but their real purpose is to support the platform of the railway station above.  ","","Anthony T Steel","Dawlish, South Devon","","",14512,5);photos[4435993]=new photo(4435993,"168576","4606","section298045","CLIC_4606_waves_dawlish_pier_devon.jpg",600,409,"Dawlish breakers",0,0,"Waves crashing onto the beach at Dawlish.  The town pier is in the background, almost hidden by the waves","","Anthony T Steel","Dawlish, South Devon","","",14512,5);photos[4436009]=new photo(4436009,"168576","4806","section298045","CLIC_4806_boat_cove_dawlish_devon.jpg",600,400,"Waiting for the tide",0,0,"Small fishing boats pulled up on the slipway at Boat Cove, Dawlish","","Anthony T Steel","Dawlish, South Devon","","",14512,5);photos[4436015]=new photo(4436015,"168576","7495","section298045","CLIC_7495_a_place_for_quiet_relection_dawlish.jpg",600,400,"A place for quiet reflection",0,0,"This quiet and peaceful corner of Dawlish is in the old part of the town, close to the Parish Church","","DawlishBlue","Dawlish, South Devon","","",14512,5);photos[4436022]=new photo(4436022,"168576","5384","section298045","CLIC_5384_parson_and_clerk_dawlish_devon.jpg",600,403,"The legend of the Parson and Clerk",0,0,"The Parson and Clerk rocks viewed from the Dawlish side.<br>\r\n<br>\r\nThe best version of the Parson and Clerk legend I have found is on the Holcombe Village website, <a target=\"_blank\" href=\"http://www.holcombedevon.co.uk/holcombe%20jottings%202.htm\">www.holcombedevon.co.uk</a>.  Here it is:<br>\r\n<p><strong><br>\r\nTHE LEGEND OF THE PARSON AND CLERK</strong><br>\r\n<p><br>\r\nOnce upon a time, there was a Bishop of Exeter who lay very ill at Dawlish, and among those who visited him frequently was the parson of an inland parish who was ambitious enough to hope that, should the good bishop die, he would be chosen to take his place.  <br>\r\n<p><br>\r\nThis parson had a violent temper, and his continued visits to the sick man did not improve this, for his journey was a long and dreary one and the bishop, he thought, took an unconscionable time In dying. But he had to maintain his reputation for piety, and so it happened that on a winter night he was riding towards Dawlish through the rain, guided, as was his custom, by his parish clerk.<br>\r\n<p><br>\r\nThat particular night the clerk had lost his way, and, long after he and his master should have been in comfortable quarters at Dawlish, they were wandering about on the high rough ground of Haldon, some distance away. At last, in anger, the parson turned upon his clerk and rebuked him violently. ''You are useless,'' he said; '' I would rather have the devil for a guide than you.'' The clerk mumbled some excuse, and presently the two came upon a peasant, mounted upon a moor pony, to whom they explained their plight.<br>\r\n<p><br>\r\nThe stranger at once offered to guide them, and very soon all three had reached the outskirts of the little town. Both parson and clerk were wet through. and when their guide, stopping by an old, tumble-down house, invited them to enter and take some refreshment, both eagerly agreed. They entered the house and found there a large company of wild-looking men drinking and singing loud choruses. The parson and his servant made their way to a quiet corner and enjoyed a good meal, then, feeling better, agreed to stay for a while and join their boisterous companions.  <br>\r\n<p><br>\r\nBut they stayed for a very long while. The drink flowed freely and both grew uproarious, the parson  singing songs with the best of the company and shouting the choruses louder than any. In this manner they spent the whole night, and it was not until dawn broke that the priest suggested moving onward. So none too soberly he called for the horses.  <br>\r\n<p><br>\r\nAt this moment the news arrived that the bishop was dead. This excited the parson, who wished at once to get to work to further his ambitious designs, so he pushed the clerk into the saddle and hastily mounted himself. But the horses would not move. The parson, in a passion, cried, ''I believe the devil is in the horses!''  '' I believe he is,'' said the clerk thickly, and with that a roar of unearthly laughter broke out all around them. Then the now terrified men observed that their boisterous friends were dancing about in glee and each had turned into a leering demon. The house in which they had passed the night had completely disappeared, and the road in which they stood was transformed into the sea-shore, upon which huge waves were breaking, some already submerging the clerk. With a wild cry of terror the parson lashed once more at his horse, but without avail. He felt himself growing stiff and dizzy - and then consciousness passed from him.<br>\r\n<p><br>\r\nNeither he nor his clerk ever returned to their parish, but that morning the people of Dawlish saw two strange red rocks standing off the cliffs, and later, !earning this story, they realised that the demons had changed the evil priest and his man into these forms. Time and weather have wrought many changes in the Parson and Clerk Rocks, not the least curious being to carve upon the Parson Rock the semblance of the two revellers. From certain positions you may see today the profiles of both men, the parson as it were in his pulpit, and the clerk at his desk beneath him.<br>\r\n<p><br>\r\nA slightly edited version of the legend published by the Great Western Railway in 1922 in a booklet titled “ Legend Land ”.<br>\r\n<p><br>\r\nMy thanks to the Holcome Village web site <a target=\"_blank\" href=\"http://www.holcombedevon.co.uk\">www.holcombedevon.co.uk</a><br>\r\n<p><br>\r\n<p>","","Anthony T Steel","Dawlish, South Devon","","",14512,5);photos[4512196]=new photo(4512196,"168576","2218","section298045","CLIC_2218te_creels_boat_cove_dawlish_devon.jpg",600,400,"Creels at Boat Cove",0,0,"Creels used for crab and lobster fishing stacked up at Boat Cove, Dawlish","","Anthony T Steel","Dawlish, South Devon","","",14512,5);photos[4512197]=new photo(4512197,"168576","3065","section298045","CLIC_3065te_seagull_boat_cove_dawlish_devon.jpg",600,400,"Boat Cove, Dawlish",0,0,"The late sun lit up this herring gull flying over Boat Cove.","","Anthony T Steel","Dawlish, South Devon","","",14512,5);photos[4512198]=new photo(4512198,"168576","3476","section298045","CLIC_3476_dawlish_sea_front_promenade_devon.jpg",600,400,"Seaside Dawlish",0,0,"The famous Dawlish Sea Wall railway line runs next to the sea, and the wall provides a promenade extending from Coryton cove on the west side of Dawlish all the way to Dawlish Warren.  ","","Anthony T Steel","Dawlish, South Devon","","",14512,5);photos[4512199]=new photo(4512199,"168576","4769","section298045","CLIC_4769_dawlish_sea_side_low_tide_devon.jpg",600,400,"Dawlish Sea Wall",0,0,"A view of the handsome houses lining the Dawlish Sea Wall","","Anthony T Steel","Dawlish, South Devon","","",14512,5);photos[4512200]=new photo(4512200,"168576","4776","section298045","CLIC_4776_the_brook_dawlish_devon.jpg",600,400,"The Brook",0,0,"The lower end of the Brook, Dawlish, on a quiet summer's day","","Anthony T Steel","Dawlish, South Devon","","",14512,5);photos[4512201]=new photo(4512201,"168576","4780","section298045","CLIC_4780_seagull_over_the_brook_dawlish_devon.jpg",600,400,"The Brook, Dawlish",0,0,"The Brook, Dawlish, home to the black swans and a collection of waterfowl - there is a variety of ducks and geese at home on on the Brook.  ","","Anthony T Steel","Dawlish, South Devon","","",14512,5);photos[4512202]=new photo(4512202,"168576","7465","section298045","CLIC_7465t_st_gregorys_church_dawlish_devon.jpg",600,400,"St Gregory's, the Parish Church, Dawlish",0,0,"Situated in the old part of Dawlish, away from the tourist hustle, St Gregory's churchyard provides a lovely quiet area in which to stroll.  ","","DawlishBlue","Dawlish, South Devon","","",14512,5);photos[4512204]=new photo(4512204,"168576","9315","section298045","CLIC_9315_dawlish_sea_wall.jpg",600,400,"Dawlish Sea Wall",0,0,"A great view of almost all of the Dawlish Sea Wall line.  <br>\r\n<br>\r\n","","Anthony T Steel","Dawlish, South Devon","","",14512,5);photos[4512205]=new photo(4512205,"168576","4252","section298045","CLIC_4252te2_dawlish_bowling_green_snow_seagull.jpg",600,400,"No bowling today!",0,0,"It rarely snows enough in Dawlish to allow snow to settle, so this is an unusual sight.  Taken in winter 2008, it hasn't snowed since!  The gull doesn't seem to mind too much though.  ","","Anthony T Steel","Dawlish, South Devon","","",14512,5);photos[4512206]=new photo(4512206,"168576","7470","section298045","CLIC_7470_yew_tree_in_churchyard.jpg",600,400,"Ancient yew",0,0,"Old gravestones underneath an ancient yew in St Gregory's churchyard, Dawlish<br>\r\n<br>\r\nThe Yew is an ancient tree species that has survived since before the Ice Age and has revered and used by humankind throughout the ages.  Because of its longevity and its unique way of growing new trunks from within the original root bole, some English Yews may be as much as 4,000 years old, their presence spanning ages of time and history. <br>\r\n<br>\r\nThe Yew is associated with immortality, renewal, regeneration, everlasting life, rebirth, transformation and access to the Otherworld and our ancestors.","","Anthony T Steel","Dawlish, Devon","","",14512,5);photos[4512216]=new photo(4512216,"168576","3711 b&w","section298045","CLIC_3711bw_waves_over_dawlish_pier_storm.jpg",600,400,"Winter waves",0,0,"A winter storm creates waves over the Town Pier","","Anthony T Steel","Dawlish, South Devon","","",14512,5);photos[4512217]=new photo(4512217,"168576","3715 b&w","section298045","CLIC_3715tbw_storm_dawlish_pier_black_and_white.jpg",600,400,"Winter waves over the Town Pier",0,0,"Winter storm in Dawlish batters the Town Pier","","Anthony T Steel","Dawlish, South Devon","","",14512,5);photos[4512218]=new photo(4512218,"168576","3897","section298045","CLIC_3897te_storm_marine_parade_dawlish_devon.jpg",600,400,"Winter storm on Marine Parade",0,0,"Marine Parade, Dawlish being battered by a winter storm and high tide ","","Anthony T Steel","Dawlish, South Devon","","",14512,5);photos[4512242]=new photo(4512242,"168576","4037","section298045","CLIC_4037te.jpg",600,407,"Cockwood Harbour",0,0,"Cockwood Harbour, not far from Dawlish Warren.  A lovely little harbour, especially at high tide!  And  it has a great pub - The Anchor","","Anthony T Steel","Cockwood, South Devon","","",14512,5);photos[4567788]=new photo(4567788,"168576","4119","section298045","CLIC_4119te_beach_huts_coryton_cove_dawlish.jpg",600,400,"Colourful beach huts at Coryton's Cove",0,0,"This photo was taken on a clear, sunny winter's day, shortly after the beach huts were erected and painted, which is why their colours are so bright.  ","","Anthony T Steel","Dawlish, South Devon","","",14512,5);photos[5067205]=new photo(5067205,"168576","4987","section298045","CLIC_4987_dawlish_floods_2008.jpg",600,406,"Take a seat!",0,0,"Autumn floods in Dawlish, 2008","","","Dawlish, Devon","","",14511,5);photos[5067225]=new photo(5067225,"168576","5008","section298045","CLIC_5008_dawlish_floods_2008.jpg",405,600,"The Brook in flood",0,0,"Autumn floods in Dawlish, 2008.  Taken in the evening after a day of torrential rain.  ","","","Dawlish","","",14511,5);