Picture StoryWalking along Babbacombe beach, you come to a wooden bridge. The bridge wraps around the cliff face, hugging the cliff and continuing on to Oddicombe beach and so on. You could feel the waves crashing into the cliff face and ricocheting into the structure. Even though the water was rough, it was peaceful and the only company I had was the seagulls and the seals. Create your personal portfolio page and let us share it monthly to over 400,000 members and followers.