I do recall, some time ago, a very experienced explorer, being asked, what was the one essential piece of kit to take on every trip. The reply "Experience". And so it was that we set out from Sourton, on a wild evening, with a gale blowing, out under the tor and round to the points into the howling, on round to the memorial, up to Branscombe's and then for a cuppa sheltering in the lee of the cairn. And, all the time we were promised there was a place where the wind did not blow - trust me! And so, over to Sourton before dropping down to the cars where the wind did roar. To the Bearslake, which was very busy. And it is true, in the lounge bar of the Bearslake, sat on the sofas there was hardly any wind at all. Something to do with the thatched roof apparently.