They were there, just hiding under the bracken. Out from Meavy Green, the promise of rain but only a few drips. Across the ford, past Yeo and up to the woods. The bluebells were definitely there as beautiful as ever. The muddy track was dry as a calf was rescued and we made for Sheepstor. Along Joey's Lane and to Maiden for a cuppa. A few headed on to Sheepstor and Narra before joining the track round Sheepstor dam. The geese were there of course. And down and back to a very busy Royal Oak. A CAMRA winner allegedly.