....sleeps 2 - 10, of the beaten track!
- 4 Star
- Dog/Pet Friendly
4 Star farmhouse accommodation on a working farm, sleeps 2 - 10, ideal for families and friends, pets welcome.
Hallwood Farm is nestled on a South facing slope overlooking the unspoilt countryside on the edge of the thatched village of Petrockstow with its own friendly pub. This part of Devon is truly beautiful; gentle rolling hills, tree lined fields and ancient woodlands abound.
The farm is approached along our park like ‘made up’ driveway bordered by water meadows with ancient oaks and a babbling stream. The Farmhouse, a traditional Devon Longhouse, is set amidst 90 acres of pasture and woodland where our guests are free to roam and explore at leisure.
The accommodation, for 2-10 people, is in a well appointed self contained wing of the large farmhouse which offers stunning views across green fields and woodland towards the distant moors.
The accommodation comprises of: two double bedrooms, one with cot, both on ground floor, one twin bedroom, and one family room with a double bed and two full sized single beds, 3 bathrooms all with baths and power showers.
A modern fitted kitchen ~ dining room ~ central heating ~ two woodburning stoves, large enclosed south facing garden ~decking area with BBQ~ well behaved dogs welcome.
This idyllic location is at the hub of some of The West Countrys best walking and cycling routes including The Tarka Trail, The Devon Coast to Coast, The Granite Way to name just a few. Both Exmoor and Dartmoor and the Coast are all within easy reach, also perfectly central for parties of birdwatchers.
'Great Escapes' At Hallwood Farm another world awaits. Away from the hustle and bustle a place for everyone where time slows down and theres space for all to enjoy their favourite things. By day, explore little travelled lanes, quaint market towns and stunning coast and countryside. Marvel at glimpsed wildlife in its natural habitat. Then come eveningtime enjoy leisurely meals with good company at home or in a fine local hostellry then maybe gaze at the stars in a silence only broken by hooting owls.