Of course, bound to be a really cold evening with a northerly. But no, quite mild with almost no wind at all. The snow gates were left open so easy to park then off down the railway. Winding down hoping for the Moon, Venus and Mars. Into Foggintor and out to admire the remnants of all the buildings. On past Yellowmeade with the Christmas tree still up and to Red Cottages. A suitable place for a cuppa. The mast stood out but the Moon refused to reveal itself. Past Hollow to a warm North Hessary then down, down to the cars and PoW. Which was very, very quiet - just a few baubles remaining.