The quintessential English summer's day. To set off from Mary Tavy, through the churchyard to remember Crossing. Out along the fields by the Dry, by the reservoir and on to picturesque Horndon. Down to the leat and, chasing the fish, past Big Rock Tor to the wonderful Tavy for a cuppa. Uppety to Wheal Jewell and round the edge (no cuckoos today) to Kingsett. Onward through the lovely meadows full of flowers to Mary Tavy and the Jubilee path to the very welcoming Mary Tavy Inn.
Now just what were those woolly sheep?