No room at the Bearslake Inn and it was only 10 o'clock. Turned away we were, not wanting our lucrative business and muddy boots on their sofas. So off to the Fox and Hounds which was just fine.
At Prewley we waited, hoping to catch the ISS but the cloud was too strong. So we went the wrong way round - how's that for excitement? Up to Sourton and to the Points. After a most extensive exploration of Tiger Marsh for some, to the sad memorial. Then up to Branscombe's which emerged for a cuppa. Down, down we plunged to Shelstone where the logan stone did just rock. And back to the cars.
No waterproofs, no rain and all the stars finally did come out - now there's a thing.