A very rare treat, the fairy in the setting sun.
Rather mizzly at Hexworthy but, predictably, soon clearing out for a lovely evening.
To admire Dolly Trebble's before dropping down.
To Fairy Bridge where the fairy has miraculously decided to reappear.
Very, very rare to see a fairy in the sunshine - such shy things.
Then up and up, somewhat tussocky, to Ter Hill crosses.
Round to the head of Skir Gut for a nice sheltered cuppa.
(Still no sign of my whistle.)
Down the track and round round.
By Hooten Wheals and along past Horse Ford Cross.
To the naughty track that was and back to the cars.
On to the Two Bridges for the usual warm welcome.