WW 22nd July 2015

A coolish breeze as five strode off west from Bellever carpark along a little used path. Through the bogbeans ("keep going !") and up on to firmer slopes as a hare loped away ahead of us. Down through the Powdermills enclosure and its roofless for a reason buildings, one tar drizzled from a past fire. A barn owl turned its pale dish face our way as it hunted down through the valley. Across a dry Cherrybrook mire and up the long slope to the shelter of Higher White Tor. Past the kist and following the course of the wall to cross froggy meadows of bog asphodel. The logan stone at Arch Tor awaited and its rocking rhythm soon beat over the marshes ! Darkness was falling and footsteps hurried whilst nightjars sang their whirring song and another owl swooped low. A much enjoyed walk and many sights to discuss from the deep leather settees at Two Bridges.