Sometimes, it just happens, so there we all were, on the lovely new clapper bridge, over the Becka Brook. So there it is.
Out from Saddle Tor on a truly glorious June day. Impossible to have better weather for an explore. Very quickly we heard the cuckoos and then we saw four of them very clearly. One even flew straight over our heads. Down to the fascinating Emsworthy - what an amazing place and now part of a large nature reserve. Across the top of the mire, being careful not to step on any orchids or sundews - quite hard to achieve. To the wonderful new clapper bridge - some even played on the swings. And then on and up across the lawn, a bit late for the bluebells. On to Greator Rocks for a cuppa. Down to the mediaeval village and then the cycle descent back across the Becka. Up, up, up to Smallacombe, the tramway and to Haytor. Some, of course, just had to go up. To the cars and on to the most pleasant Rugglestone.