After such a day, it was no surprise that we should sleep in. We
had decided that the second onslaught of Cromwell should occur after at least
one day’s respite. Instead we set off late in the morning, the weather not
particularly inspirational, and headed for Buckland Abbey halfway between
Tavistock and Plymouth.
The Abbey had fallen foul as most during the dissolution and eventually found its way into the hands of Sir
Francis Drake who on his return from his circumnavigation of the globe, his ship
full of riches stolen from Spaniard ships, rich beyond his expectations, even
after he had handed a portion across to his investor, Elizabeth I. He purchased
the property from the Grenvilles, the previous owners, and it stayed in the family, or the extended
family, right through until it was sold in the 1930s or ‘40s to a neighbour,
and then in part was handed over to the National Trust.
There is much about Francis Drake throughout the house and the
exhibitions within, as well as the three hundred years of Cistercian
occupation. There is also a rather amazing bonus; a self-portrait by Rembrandt
which is soon to go on tour. Back in 2010, a generous donation of five
paintings was made to the National Trust, most of a nautical nature. The
portrait was certainly attributed to the school of Rembrandt but it is only
since the original art expert on the panel at the time decided to have
another look, then recommended an in-depth investigation, that the authenticity
was established. The painting that had been estimated to have a value of about £20,000
was suddenly considered to be worth $20 million!
The property is situated on the south eastern edge of the moor,
high above the Tamar and Tavy valleys, a beautiful spot, requiring a most
scenic route in. There are several recommended walks about the property however
when we emerged once more from the interior of the buildings, the rain had set
in earnest and we were pleased to seek refuge back in the car. We were glad
that we had taken the opportunity to explore the amazingly massive barn, the
oak ceiling beams still original from the Cistercian days, and the lovely
Elizabethan garden before being driven home by the inclement English weather.
However for all that our visit had been abbreviated, the
morning had been spent dealing with pressing business matters by email, and the
afternoon was spent in a relaxing manner, readying ourselves for the rest of
Cornwell to be explored tomorrow.
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