Golden evenings. Out from Lydford and along the ancient lanes. Out onto the moor and past Frank's place. And, there he was, walking his dog. A real treat, he showed us the sun stone - never seen that before. Just what could it be? Onward past Nodden Gate to the Fox where we actually stopped for a drink. Yes, we actually stopped for a drink in the middle of a walk. Can you believe it, we stopped for a drink in the middle of a walk. The midges drove us on and down, to the lovely new cycle track and across Fernworthy Down as the sun set. And nicely back along the byways, past the well, to Lydford.