Clovelly

Outside of peak season, cobbled Clovelly, eight miles west of Bideford, is as absurdly pretty as it looks on numerous chocolate boxes. From its visitor centre, you descend into a West Country arcadia that tumbles to a tiny port; a bygone scene admired by Dickens and Turner. Its understandable why, then, from June to August, every coach tour in the area stops by and crowds the quiet spot commenting on how beautiful it is, "but isn't it busy". You have been warned, stick to the off-peak option if you have it or accept that you probably won't be the only visitor.