WW 29th August 2012

And it all seemed to simple. Always wondered how they wrote all those magazines. Pages and pages of it. Going on and on. Just thought all they needed was one edition, ever. Two sentences. Two words in each. Left foot. Right foot. But no there really is an awful lot to think about. It really is terribly complicated. There really are options, choices, decisions to make. Things to talk about. What to do? When to do it? Where to do it? What happens if? And what happens if not? Simple me just thought: 

1. 7 o'clock, Wednesday, boots on, out.
2. If wet - get wet.
3. If muddy - get muddy.
4. If cold - get cold.
5. If hot - get hot.
6. If dark - put torch on. 

Still that's what we did. To Postbridge, a goodly gathering of all those who were there. No one in charge. Good company. Up to the Beehive for a nice drink. Round the Dart under a stuttering moon. To the lovely waterfall. Round and back. To The PoW. Nice and simple.

WW 22nd August 2012

So what is to be made of that?
Could there be change in the air?
The passing of the baton?
A new broom?
Out with the old?
In with the new?
Who knows
After what seemed
A perfectly normal trek
Up to Hollow
On to North Hessary
Tumbly down to the railway
And round
And back
To the Whitty
Ah - The Whitty!

Perhaps there's the clue?

WW 15th August 2012

A pacey walk on a warm yet overcast summer's evening. Out from Long Ash and round to the Iron Age settlement, Castle Field. Past Berra Tor and on to Heron Rock. Down the track to Mrs Oxenford's house and Big Pool. To any rational person it is quite clear that stone skipping is the premier Olympic team competitive sport. All schools will be mandated to provide two hours stone skipping per day. Over Double Waters to Goat Rock and on past West Down mine, over Grenofen Bridge and up back to the cars in the dark. Retiring to the Rock for watery tales of derring do.

WW 8th August 2012

We started in bright sunshine but, by the time we had got up to Hare Tor we were in cloud. We took our break on top and left the cloud behind as we went down over White Hill and past one of the many rifle ranges. By now it was getting dark and reminder that the lighter evenings are getting shorter.  For the second week running the appointed pub - this week the Elephants Nest - had closed early.  We continued to the Mary Tavy Inn where we received a warm welcome and cool beer.

WW 1st August 2012

Out from Meldon on a more typical Dartmoor summer's evening. Some already in waterproofs. Round Yes Tor to Red-a-ven with all the talk of the Olympics. Up the brook and on to the summit itself. The rain poured down as we headed back to the cars.