Surprisingly overcast and even a wee bit cool ... to set out from Haytor. Carefully contouring Bagtor Down where the curlew's call drifted on the slight breeze. To head up Rippon Tor and then steadily down, across the road and up to Saddle. By the dew pond and out, and there it was, a settee just sitting there, so we had to go for a sit. A nice spot for a cuppa as the hashers ran back by High Man. By all the tramways to Holwell Tor and across toward Haytor to discover a lovely quarry with its own tramway heading in. Up and over by the late climbers as the curlew called and down to the New Old Inn. Where the choice seems to be bee beer or lactose free yoghurt for dogs.
Funny old place our moor.