WW 19th May 2010
On a misty and surprisingly warm evening the small group gathered. They made their way up the eroded track to East Rook Gate and out onto the open moor. Heading north east along an ancient track the the sweet smell of gorse was all around. Following the wall, with Ford Brook alongside it, Oliver Sayer Gate was taken into High-house Waste. There was clear evidence of lots of cattle churning up the ground although none were to be seen. The Bronze Age settlement came into view bordered by the 19th Century wall. Over the wall easier ground led round to the Yealm and on up to the beautiful Yealm Steps waterfall. A break was taken with tales of adventures in far away, warm and sunny places. Heading north first to the blowing house and then south west across Penn Moor the old leat was picked up at the wall corner. As they headed downhill a strange, vaguely familiar sound was heard. Yes, nightjars are out there as well. So to the cars and on to the Cornwood Inn for a cooling drink.
You really do have to be there ...
On a misty and surprisingly warm evening the small group gathered. They made their way up the eroded track to East Rook Gate and out onto the open moor. Heading north east along an ancient track the the sweet smell of gorse was all around. Following the wall, with Ford Brook alongside it, Oliver Sayer Gate was taken into High-house Waste. There was clear evidence of lots of cattle churning up the ground although none were to be seen. The Bronze Age settlement came into view bordered by the 19th Century wall. Over the wall easier ground led round to the Yealm and on up to the beautiful Yealm Steps waterfall. A break was taken with tales of adventures in far away, warm and sunny places. Heading north first to the blowing house and then south west across Penn Moor the old leat was picked up at the wall corner. As they headed downhill a strange, vaguely familiar sound was heard. Yes, nightjars are out there as well. So to the cars and on to the Cornwood Inn for a cooling drink.