Well, that's more like it, something we could, and should, get accustomed to. A Chesterfield, a proper Chesterfield with a pint in hand. What better way to conclude a most pleasant evening?
Out from Hexworthy on a clear evening with just a gentle breeze and the stars, the stars. Up the old track to Skir Ford then on to the head of Skir Gut - still no sign of my whistle. Out to the Ter Hill crosses with the North Hessary mast guiding the way. To Mount Misery, always dramatic. For a nice cuppa and time to work out the constellations. Down the wall to the Wheal Emma leat - just which way is up? Down to the Swincombe and on to Fairy Bridge which certainly isn't. Up the road as the frost started to form and past Gobbett Tin Mine to the cars.
And, on to the Two Bridges; very welcoming and suitably well above our station: little change from a twenty!