And the huge moon did rise. Setting out from Pork Hill on a warm summer's evening. Round Barn Hill to the amazing canyon. Over Pew as the sun set and on to the tare. No sign of the goldfish in the murky pool. To Vixen Tor (well not quite) as the moon rose by the mast. To Middle Staple for a quick cuppa hoping for a sight of Iridium 65 then on to Cox before heading to the quiet Whitty.