No sign at all of that lamb, still plenty of lion about.
Out from Top Tor and it certainly did not feel like 10°C. The cooling southerly with a hint of rain encouraged the donning of waterproofs pdq. So, out across all the lovely tors; Bonehill, Bell, Chinkwell and Honeybag. The bells were ringing out from Widecombe so we knew the Rugglestone would not be closing early. All along and then a sheltered place for a cuppa as the light softly left us. Down, down to pick the track and round where, in the lee, it did feel quite warm. And back to find a busy and welcoming Rugglestone.
That lamb must turn up soon ...