Just what is it about the moor? That makes it just so... Well it could be the contrasts in scale. From the very small, to the wide open, mysterious views. Certainly this evening we were treated to both. Out from Venford, quite mild but still feeling the need for a sweater. Round Venford and the sight of a Labyrinth Spider emerging from its lair. Then through all the workings heading south west. Just how did people shift all that earth with picks, shovels and wheel barrows? Over the top and down though the cotton grass to Hapstead Ford - always a delightful corner of the moor. A swift cuppa sheltering from the breeze then following the workings west up to Mardle Head and on to Ryder's Hill. The soft mist gently enveloped us as we wound our way back to the cars. Rather late so swiftly to the welcoming Forest Inn.
