Well, that was wet, wet and even wetter. T'was windy, windy, and more windy at the top of Bellever Tor!
We do seem to pick days to walk that nobody, nobody in their right mind would ever do. Do you think "age" is making us a bit stupid ? Or is it because we've seen it all, done it all and just don't care anymore? I think we just love a challenge and to be outside whatever the weather. Of course we like to be "alone" on the moors too, don't we?We parked up at the incredibly small car park and struggled up the waterlogged track, surrounded by fallen trees, chopped down trees and mud, mud and more mud. Finally out on to the track that leads to southern boundaries of Bellever Forest, a little respite here from the wind and out to follow the track/wall to the large galvanised tank that always has the most clearest of water. Small delay whilst Huey negotiated the locked gate and off up the track to Laughter Tor. Not the way I wanted to go but silent glum faces and a mutinous atmosphere made me aware I'd better watch it !!
Quick photo call and glancing look at the two memorials and we turned down again by the wall to get back to the relative calm of the forest. Found a lovely damp mossy bank to have a belated drink before setting off up the slippery steps and up the track to the most beloved and popular tor on the moors. Don't think the spiritual gods of Bellever wanted company today. It did it's best to blow us off. Back down the well worn track and back to the relative calmer forest.
Getting back to the cars just as it started with horizontal hail turning to sleet.
Back to the near empty PofW. They did their best to please us, but we were still wet and cold so left the socialising to those that only joined us for lunch!
I've decided against doing any more walks this winter!!!!!😉😜
Brenda