A fantastic
summer evening, warm and no breeze - so where was everyone? We went
around to Little Cox Tor before going up to Cox Tor. Down through the
stream, around the enclosed land before coming back to Roos Tor and then
along the ridge past the three Staple Tors.
We set out on the proper date at the proper time to see them. But they weren't there at all, not a chirr in sight. But they were there resplendent in their tunics but sadly not wearing their medals. He was there even though he is on earlies so we did hear some chirring. Two of them were there but the other one from the smoke wasn't. When we got there again they were there but we couldn't see them yet although we saw their photo - Simba and Solomon. But they were there waiting for us looking rather cheery all things considered. So there you are on rather a cool, grey and grizzly evening.
A busy, busy time on a cool dry evening. So much to see, so much to do. Log bridges to cross, tyres to roll, bogs to explore, tors to climb, cairns and cists, ancient villages, waterfalls, submerged bridges, streams to jump, hairy stones, the famous trig point and back to the PoW. Apparently they were upstairs, getting used to us, so we may see them soon.
The weather presented us with a superb evening for a walk after all the
rain. Four of us set off from Meldon. Over Lonstone Hill and on Black Tor.
Next up to Fordsland Ledge before going on to High Willhays and then Yes Tor. Back
down the clitter free route and into the pub for 10:20. What more could you
want?'
You really do have to be there ...
