WW 25th April 2012

Well that's a bit sad isn't it, no more Henry or Sir Henry as he is to be known, but his Mum will have two Bengal cats in early July apparently when full grown they will be able to put their paws on the bar now that will be worth seeing. Only the fully fit and brave braved the elements to embark from Princetown to explore all the puddles ponds and lakes that had miraculously appeared out over South Hessary to the trig that seems to be emerging from the ground and down to Cramber to find a hop across Hart Tor Brook past the hairy rock and up to Hart out along the firing range and back on the railway to the PoW. Where we heard all the news and even saw pictures of the kittens from Henry's Mum - as she will always be known.

WW 18th April 2012

This was considered to be something of a classic Wednesday Walk. A classic number of people gathered at the Scout Hut and set off up Gutter Tor on a cold evening as the sun set. On to the memorable trig point now a very respectful memorial for Plymouth Group. Down to the Plym to find a classic crossing point. eschewing the ford a classically deep place was found to get feet wet before heading up Hen. Tea was taken in the lee of the tor. A classic plodge ensued down to Shavercombe and then on to the Plym. A classic dance was made across before heading back to the cars. The Royal Oak was very quiet as those who so ably annoy our chief are on their summer schedule.

WW 11th April 2012

Out to the sun under huge skies
Round Great Nodden on the Rattlebrook Track
Up Great Links for tea
And spot the space station
Down past Arms
With a familiar figure looming in the gloom
Back to Frank's place
For a quick pint

WW 4th April 2012

A highly selected group set out on the first walk of the brand new, shiny programme so wonderfully prepared by our most illustrious chief. They were there resplendent in their yellow jackets plodging about here and nowhere. This was the walk of the Fox Tor crosses on rather a cool evening. Out to Seward's Cross and then on to the wonderful incised cross at Whealham Bottom. Swiftly uphill to that most picturesque cross, Northmore's. Managing to find a track to Fox Tor and then down to Childe's Tomb. Onwards round the south of the mire to Goldsmith's before picking out the track to the newest cross on the moor - that bit of plumber's pipe that so accurately marks the way. Back to the cars and on to the PoW which was full of bunnies. No sign of Henry although his mum was there.