WW 28th April 2010

Perhaps it should be called a splog.
Because that’s what we did, we ten:
down from Holming Beam for a bit of splog and splosh.
Then up, over and across to the Weir for coffee,
sunset views and Beardowns Red Flag in evening’s balm.
Then sudden mist and gloom,
a bit more splog and splosh downhill
and so back up to the cars and a princely pint.
Simples !

Randonnee Mercredi

HOME THOUGHTS FROM ABROAD or WAS THAT BIFURQUER A DROITE OU A GAUCHE
Well with Iceland having declared a clear skies policy and the French railways no longer warning of the trains approach to the next level crossing the Limousin has been even quieter these last few days than normal. In keeping with our usual habits Wednesday is a walking day, yesterday being no exception. We do however follow way marked paths, well I say waymarked but a balisage blanc every 500 metres sometimes leads to walks taking longer than indicated, yesterdays being no exception.
This is an area of granite outcrops but with much more woodland than Dartmoor so there is usually some wildlife to see along the way, deer, red squirrels, woodpeckers,etc. yesterdays walk started by the ruins of an Abbey with an etang. However no ruins and no etang, Good Start!! The French have so many different terms for turning in any direction, yesterdays included "tourner, emprunter, diriger and enjamber and of course aller. So we did all 5 as well as rigole a gauche.
And by way of a change we also came across a wandering minstrel playing a Ukele!!! Unfortunately there was no Bar at the end so it was a return home for the draught that refreshes, the temperature oh a mild 26c.

WW 21st April 2010

A co-educational walk,
Five girlies and eight chaps,
One new boy, a few old public schoolboys.
Discuss: Politics, Politics,
Holidays, Holidays,
'Look there's a plane in the sky!'
Volcanoes, dust, tectonic shift,
Politics. Politics.
Feta cheese and ricotta Greek pie,
I agree with Nick,
Funny ol' Mr Brown
What's happened to Cameron?
Fumbles in the dark for an old cross
And an apple crusher,
Then back to the dorm for a bedtime drink.

WW 14th April 2010

After a cold, cloudy day the sun comes out
to set.
And we set out from familiar places.
Out onto the welcoming moor.
That is exactly the same
and yet so different
from what it was like
in the dark.
We remember being here so many times
remember so many things
that we saw
and so many things that happened.
Reminders everywhere.
So, once more, round we go
exactly the same but all so different.
From the light
gently into the dark.

WW 7th April 2010

Car park was full with other walkers so we found a place by Two Bridges to park our cars.
After months of darkness we could see much Moor. Sunshine, a cool breeze and dry under foot for a change!
During the week the elections was called we set off to Crockern Tor the place of the Stannary Parliament. We searched in vain for a prized letterbox which had gone missing.
So onwards along the ridge – the place was Littar ed with a tor and then to a Longa one. Down to the Weir for coffee with the snaking lights of other walking groups visible and a satellite in the sky?

We then Beared all to get Down to the top and back to pub – Jail was in the air!
But some where missing – you had to be there to see it all.

The man with the scar led us afar,
10 did tread into a sunset so red,
As they wandered happily about
Very soon the stars all came out,
Mysterious events, came and went
Who was the couple in the tent?
Where lies the box from that happy event?
Which two planets were heaven sent?
Another had a fall, this time from a wall
You have to be there to know it all!