WW 25th March 2009
20 boots set out
plodge, plodge, plodge
up to Great Links Tor
slurp, slurp, slurp
down to who knows where
lost, lost, lost
round to Dick's Well
wander, wander, wander
over to Brat Tor
bimble, bimble, bimble
across the stepping stones
hop, hop, hop
back to the cars
click, click, click
to the Trout and Tipple
brum, brum, brum
to meet close friends
chat, chat, chat
and the bottom of the glass
glug, glug, glug.
To see when the ISS goes
wizz, wizz, wizz
WW 18th March 2009
Feature rich
and
environmentally friendly
what more do you want?
lots of new things to see
a small hole with water in it
that's it really
But,
we did take great care
to avoid footpaths
and not to place a step
where others had stood
and
we did see
the
International Space Centre
wizz by
So there!
and
environmentally friendly
what more do you want?
lots of new things to see
a small hole with water in it
that's it really
But,
we did take great care
to avoid footpaths
and not to place a step
where others had stood
and
we did see
the
International Space Centre
wizz by
So there!
WW 11th March 2009
Dartmoor's a tricky place in mist as thick as it was last night.
As you gingerly make your way over ground that is normally so familiar there lurks a gnawing doubt.
Should I turn right here or is it a bit further on?
I don't remember this kink in the route, or that wall.
On Wednesday night, good navigation and timing are very important.
What relief. I can see the cars.
And it's only 7.28 pm. Now for the walk!
As you gingerly make your way over ground that is normally so familiar there lurks a gnawing doubt.
Should I turn right here or is it a bit further on?
I don't remember this kink in the route, or that wall.
On Wednesday night, good navigation and timing are very important.
What relief. I can see the cars.
And it's only 7.28 pm. Now for the walk!
WW 4th March 2009
Just three.
Padding quietly through silent, drifting snowflakes into Bellever Forest.
Until, on Bellever Tor, we came upon Footsteps In The Snow.
Padding quietly through silent, drifting snowflakes into Bellever Forest.
Until, on Bellever Tor, we came upon Footsteps In The Snow.
Rabbits ?
Possibly.
Hares ?
Just a chance.
Or perhaps Deer ?
Even Woozles ?
With the distinct possibility of it being Something Much Bigger Entirely.
What with the snow, and all.
Torches flashing nervously in the darkness, we all trooped off
Somewhere Else
rather hastily
and had some hot chocolate, sharpish.
Possibly.
Hares ?
Just a chance.
Or perhaps Deer ?
Even Woozles ?
With the distinct possibility of it being Something Much Bigger Entirely.
What with the snow, and all.
Torches flashing nervously in the darkness, we all trooped off
Somewhere Else
rather hastily
and had some hot chocolate, sharpish.
Weird.
But then you really had to be there....
But then you really had to be there....
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