A la ruche et la chute d'eau - where else on a very fine evening out from Postbridge. There is always, always, something new. And the new this time was in the old and familiar explaining the old and familiar to the young and new. Language was a very small barrier and the magic book was very useful at times. Just enough water to make the Dart sing as we wend our way over Hartland. Up and round to take tea at the cascade as the gloaming gently gloamed. An escort back to the PoW and everyone safely to a nice, comfortable bed.