And it certainly was. As we left Four Winds and the track took us north. A keen wind from the east and the mist made it very atmospheric. Eventually Little Mis appeared from the mist. To admire the incised cross and inscription to Chris Swanson, 1980. Onward to seek out Great Mis and the Devil's Frying Pan. Heading onward and downward to the Walkham for a nice cuppa by the leat take off. The mist gently eased and the temperature steadily rose as we entered the now accessible enclosed land. To enjoy the settlement, hut circles, pillow mounds and blowing house. Popping across the road the Merrivale stone rows and cist directed us back to the cars. To the Dartmoor Inn - enough said.