A great day for an early morning run.

I don't think these soldiers from the Royal Citadel, on Plymouth Hoe, would share that view.

"Power" Strolling

along the Waterfront, under the ramparts of the Royal Citadel.

Follow the Yellow Bloom Road

A path leading up to a door in the ramparts of the Royal Citadel,

on the high ground of Plymouth Hoe.

The Citadel looks out onto Plymouth Sound, 

forming part of the city's defences against attack from the sea.

But, from its high vantage point, it can also look back inland over the town,

thus ensuring that the citizenry don't rise up against their rulers.

A great day for a bracing winter walk.

 

 

It was freezing cold but crystal clear.

 

 Just right for a walk along the waterfront, in the shelter of the ramparts of The Royal Citadel.

Fifty shades of grey.

Gathering clouds over the ramparts of the Royal Citadel on Plymouth Hoe.

Two men look through the prison bars;

one sees mud and the other stars.

These two are not prisoners.
They are members of 29 Commando Regiment of the Royal Artillery,
based at the Royal Citadel on Plymouth Hoe.

They are shouting encouragement to one of their comrades
as he gets close to the end of a very demanding physical challenge

Some things in the army never change.

A temporary "winter window" (2)

 Looking down from the high ground near the Royal Citadel , 

on Plymouth Hoe, north across the city.

A temporary "winter window" (1)

 Looking down from the high ground near the Royal Citadel , 

on Plymouth Hoe, eastward across the city.

All in all, it's just another brick in the wall.

A small section of the massive walls of the Royal Citadel, on Plymouth Hoe.