The mouth of the dart.

Taken from Dartmouth, of course.
Last day B4 the trundle home. Every cafe with outside table(s) had a warning that Seagulls would attempt to take your food. I didn't see any warning that seagulls would be hit by a large leather hat if they came near, but we didn't risk it anyway.
In view of a certain problem with the charge indicator lamp there's a very strong likelihood that the homeward journey will be made in one hop.