Well that cold northerly wind was really kicking in. As a substantial team set out. Round Bonehill and up to Bel. To Chinkwell and then a real treat. Down to Hedge Tor. What a lovely place, with views round from Bowerman's Nose, Hound, Hay and on to Hameldown. Rather naughtily to the lane where we could hear the trials bikes trialling. Then up to Hound for a cuppa. Before heading across to the bluebells. They were sleeping as the sun had set but still well worth a visit by all in the next few, cool days. Back in the gloaming, a few to Top before the Rugglestone. He was not there, apparently Tuesday night had been a bit heavy. In fact the place was empty.