WW 28th December 2022

 

Always worth checking, just in case. Many years since now. But luckily there they were - Greater Horseshoe I think.

Out from the quarry on a quiet, warm, moist evening and a nice crescent moon. Sounds of water rushing over the dam to head up and round. By the phone mast and the end of the leat, sings of recent maintenance. Along, along with owls hooting very near. Down to Meavy and Norsworthy Bridge where the river was rushing. And back along with not even the sign of a car let alone anyone else. Back round and over the dams.

The last Wednesday walk of the year.

TWW 27th December 2022

 

The last Tuesday walk of the year!  Where did 2022 go!  A select group arrived via foot and vehicle at the pub car park – no not allowed in for a drink yet!

Off we set, down the hill, to enjoy some paths, some roads, some Moor.  Stopping to pay our respects to William we embarked on what involved some mud, some wet, some sun, some dry…… oh yes and some artistic falling over!  On the way up to some reservoir we met some people who were friends of some and some good catching up was done.  Then continuing on down and along some restoration of signs went on. En route we saw some horses, some sheep and some pigs and some more pigs, too.

Then finally with some even more wet a quick look at some veg growing and on to the pub for some good food, some good drink and some good chat.  

So, to sum it all up, a good, if somewhat soggy walk.  And then some of us got wet again on the way home.  Looking forward to some really good 2023 walks.

PS some of us were having so much fun we forgot to take any photos, so please excuse this one – taken with the pub pigs back in the summer.

Jane

WW 21st December 2022

 

The men went walking in the woods.
The ladies stayed by the fire. 

They had a nice chat and got wet. 
We had a nice chat and didn’t. 

The mulled wine was hot, 
the mince pies crispy 
and the nibbles multicoloured. 

Lovely! 

Happy Christmas everyone
Stella

TWW 20th December 2022

 

They came from all directions to meet punctually in Cawsand car park. The walk was to be shorter than planned but the weather was as good as you get in December.

Off down through the village to pick up the coast path out to Penlee Point where three nice benches with extensive views made an ideal coffee stop. Then it was off in the warm sun to Rame Head where they still haven’t fitted the doors and windows to the chapel. Back round towards Polhawn Fort with sweeping views along Whitsand Bay and beyond. Out onto the road for a bit, a couple of fields from Trehill Farm, then onto Rame Lane and back to the car park in perfect time. The “mafia” house still there glowering over the village.

Up to the excellent Canteen and a nice surprise as Stella’s son Peter and his family had coincidentally decided to lunch there as well. A lovely meal was enjoyed and we left just as the expected wake arrived.

A real birthday treat.

Mike

WW 14th December 2022

 

The road was rather icy out to Norsworthy with rather a cooling nor' easterly blowing. Where to go, only one (or two) places really. Up along the track by Lethertor Bridge. The rapid Meavy decided against walking the iron planks. By the potato cave, by the farm and up to the leat. Out along, all very quiet, to the aqueduct. And there the icicles gleamed as the leat tumbled from Raddick. Back along and into the wood. Then out of the silence the sound of a chainsaw. Now just who and why would anyone be using a chainsaw in the plantation a week before Christmas? Down the steep track with lots of recently tumbled trees back to the car. Hoping to get back ... but all was fine, nice and gentle got us through. These full on winter evenings are rather nice - once you get out in them.

TWW 13th December 2022

 

The mercury was hovering around zero as we assembled in the car park of the Fox and Hounds, but the fresh easterly wind made it feel a lot colder.  We set of up the track to Nodden Gate at a brisk pace, but soon slowed as the surface underfoot became progressively icier.  Taking the track north, it wasn’t long before we were ascending Great Nodden.  There was a sprinkling of snow on the ground, but not enough to impede our progress.  A brief stop at the top to take in the views and take the obligatory “team photo” beside the cairn, before continuing our journey.  As we reached Coombe Down, the suggestion of heading up to Gren and Great Links Tors was rejected, so we continued to “the points”, and found a spot out of the wind for a brew.  Suitably refreshed, we headed on to Lake Down, before descending to the viaduct.  Along the Granite Way (which was thankfully free of ice) , and back up Station Road to the pub for a well-earned lunch.

Phil

WW 7th December 2022

 

Wow, wow indeed, it just happened to be one of those evenings.

The full Cold Moon (last full moon of the year) and a cooling easterly.

To set out from the Scout Hut with the most amazing cloudscape - cirrocumulous I think.

Up by the faithful stones to Eylesbarrow and round to Higher Hartor Tor for a wee bit of shelter for a cuppa.

No need for a torch as the path gleamed out lit by the Cold  Moon adorned with a full moonbow.

By a quiet Ditsworthy, as the ground began to crunch, and back.

TWW 6th December 2022

 

Planned by Anne, executed by your Committee

We dutifully followed the route to find all the things on a cool day by Burrrator and over Ringmore before a pleasant luncheon in the Royal Oak - very nice.

Sad to see two dead wood pigeons in different locations, hopefully they died of old age rather than avian flu, good to see that the reservoir was pretty full, though not actually overflowing.

Lovely weather, stone circle and medieval farmstead, what else could you want?

Kicking up autumn leaves, remembering bluebell walks in spring, a chat to the lonely Gander, around and up, up, up to be greeted by warm winter sun and down through Brisworthy and lovely Lovaton, more woods with blackbirds, scratching among the leaves and squirrels chasing along the moss covered branches. Lovely!

Thanks Anne

WW 30th November 2022

waiting for the 118

and there it was

to take us a small way

down to The Dartmoor Inn

along the track

and over the bridge

as the moon

tried its best

around by Arms and Brat

and for a nice cuppa

over the bridge or the steps

across the field

and back

to the Fox and Hounds

which is well shut up

TWW 29th November 2022

 

Like an opening scene of a past spaghetti western, today’s magnificent seven set off from the Willsworthy Rifle Range carpark for a walk through a deserted setting where lots of bullets are usually the order of the day. No firing thankfully today – I did check first!

Following the tarmacked road, we headed upward with lie-down shooting positions cut into the turf on our right that faced distant targets on a normal firing day. Behind the targets is a huge sandbank, no doubt with a fair amount of lead awaiting collection one day.

Eventually, we cut right onto a grass and rock path leading ever upward across White Hill with an out-of-sight Walla Brook way down to our left and onward up to Sharp Tor where the amigos stopped for a cuppa and a clear view across near and distant moorland.

The next target after passing across Rattlebrook Hill was Chat Tor with its seemingly unique rock structure compared to other nearby Tors that appeared to have been layered in a distant millennium but still looked stunning in the sunshine. This Tor suddenly prompted a lot of discussions – I don’t know why?

Our picnic was to be on Hare Tor after slightly descending to a flat peaty track. We sat in the warm sunshine to enjoy a brilliant view while we ate, perhaps thinking of the Dartmoor we all enjoy.  

Fuelled up, we set off for Ger Tor and then downward to pick up the Mine Leat that was in deep and silent flow to follow until the Willsworthy Brook Ford that was crossed safely without wet feet.

Now continuing along the track on the other side, we were soon back amongst the rifle range that was being maintained by several civilian workers in orange florescent surcoats to ensure they could be seen in their place of work. I think I’d want that too if I worked there!

Soon we were back on the original tarmac road leading back to the carpark, with a distant stone building up high to our left looking down on the shooting positions. Some say this is an ice cream parlour that never seems to be open or maybe even a general’s observation post, who knows?

Today’s ‘seven’ returned in one piece to the carpark not having to dodge a single bullet after a delightful TWW Dartmoor excursion.

Charlie

WW 23rd November 2022

 

Boulters Tor car park was very dark and windy but not too wet. Off diagonally down to the bridge over the Colly Brook where the river was certainly showing some power due to the recent rains. Steeply up past the lovely old swimming pool, now sadly out of use due to poor water quality (while our water companies dump tons of untreated sewage into our rivers and seas.) On up past Combe Tors through the fields and out to the back of Cox Tor. A nice easy track contouring up towards the dew pond where the wind was blowing and the rain had started. There used to be a neat little path heading for Roos Tor but now thanks to quad bikes there are loads of broad tracks.

A shelter behind the tor for a cuppa. Goodness 8.30 best get a move on if we want a pint. Picking up the boundary work took us down to the gate leading through the enclosed land near Wedlake. Diagonally across the down to the track which took us back to the cars by 9.20. Not bad.

The last couple of customers were leaving the Peter Tavy inn as we arrived and the barmaid was filling in the books for the evening. But we got our pints and drank them by a still burning wood burner - perfect.

Mike

TWW 22nd November 2022

 

On what was forecast to be a sunny day it was off to the sea starting at Fort Bovisand. We should of course realised that the weather forecast is never accurate!

So everyone gathered by the café and in waterproofs we set off down the steps towards the beach, with a left turn we then followed the stream up the valley passing the caravan park where an old caravan was being prepared for loading on a lorry for removal. We then crossed a few fields, a road and down into another valley which was wet and muddy, through a field with many parasol mushrooms, which unfortunately due to the recent weather made them inedible.

Having joined the coast to coast path the sun had broken through and it was decided that we would combine our coffee break and lunch at Wembury beach. Sitting on the steps we were able to watch the surfers and enjoy the clear view of the Mew Stone.

Lunch over we followed the coastal path below the abandoned HMS Cambridge reading plaques on the memorial benches. How sad to see the one for a young sailor who died eight days before his 19th Birthday!

Our walk back to the car park was blessed with sunshine although the view into Plymouth was blocked by heavy rain in the sound.

As the café at Fort Bovisand was open we took advantage to have a drink and cakes and two people even shared a bowl of chips! Unfortunately Anne missed out as she was on a mission to buy two Christmas trees.

Peter M

WW 16th November 2022

 

Somewhat wet but just fine once you get out in it as usual.

From Merrivale and out along the track past Longash and over Little Wonder Bridge - well living up to its name this evening. Past Hucken Farm and gently up following the wall to the long, long tor. Over the stile to the tramway. Taking the loop to Swell Tor Quarry we soon found the corbels still waiting for the call. Onward to take shelter in the Blacksmith's House for a warming cuppa. Softly up and round to Sailor's Home - a very well preserved powder shelter under Crip Tor. Round and into the wet northerly breeze to seek out the drop off point. Luckily car lights provided guidance to the wall and the raging Pila Brook. Dry feet so far - but only one way to get across - so wet feet up to the Longstone. Over the stone rows and down back to the cars where the water was well spurting from the drains. Soon at the reliable Whitty which soon became quite full and the chance to catch up with 'old' friends.

A jolly nice evening to be out and about.

TWW 15th November 2022

 

A select group of five at the car share meet, braving the ‘long distance’ to the RV.  All crammed into one car and headed off from the dampish Dark Side of the Moor to the sunny and drier Light Side of the Moor.

First to visit was Kennick (built 1884) – note to selves will have to be anglers next time to walk around the reservoir. We were good this time and stuck to the bridleways.  First stop Clampitt Quaker Burial ground and then on to Farmstead.  Clampitt means muddy hollow and it was.  The farm itself was demolished late 19^th Century as the good folk of Torquay felt it might contaminate their water.  The Barn and Shippon are still standing and in true TWW fashion a good explore was in order.  Fascinating.

Onwards to investigate the unexplained ground feature – still no idea!.  Hollow Park Rock made a pleasant stop for a cuppa in the sun, until we were joined by two guests attracted no doubt by biscuit rustling.  Then on through the forest, another note to self, remember to keep an eye on the paths and direction!  To drop down to the second but first built (1860) Tottiford Reservoir. 

On the way along we saw part of the mound peaking out of the very low reservoir that was excavated by Time Team to reveal stone rows and circle.  Carrying along the bed of the reservoir and up on to the third reservoir, Trenchford (Built 1903-7).  We passed the point were the water from Fernworthy is piped in and on to find a nice picnic bench, for a picnic!  The weather now started to emulate the Dark Side and the rain came in with a vengeance.  A short cut was in order and full waterproofs, and then as is always the way on Dartmoor the skies brightened and the sun returned.  Time then to walk on water back to the car - yes Tottiford was that low.

Jane

WW 9th November 2022

 

I thought for a moment Norsworthy Bridge was being used as Santa's present packing area loads of people clad in red scurrying around looking very busy, but no, it was “you know who”. So after a bit of a shuffle parking we set off on a lovely mild and moonlit evening heading for Deancombe.  Three hasty team members and a straggler jogged past on their way to Cuckoo Rock which happened to be our next objective. Passing the scenario for their exercise we headed up to Combshead Tor. Too early for coffee yet, it was east down to the track above Narrator Brook. A pause at the potato cave while Stella checked it out as a potential summer residence. Down to the Brook for coffee, then crossing both branches of the Brook we followed a gently rising track to the corner of Roughtor Plantation. Sheepstor was next where we could still see lights on Cuckoo Rock. Now this was when the fairies intervened. Instead of a nice easy bimble down a track it was boulders and bracken most of the way. When we finally got to the bottom track there was the path we wanted 10m to our right. Back to the cars and a packed public bar at the Royal Oak with lots of music, stick banging, and singing.

A great evening to be out with lots going on.

Mike.

TWW 8th November 2022

 

Off we went from our starting point near Peat Cot towards the trig. point on Raddick Hill, closely accompanied by a brisk and capricious south westerly wind. Recent heavy downpours had in some places left deep pools of water between the clumps of tussock grass, slowing our initial descent and climb. Once on top visibility was good, though, in spite of a leaden sky and the wide panorama of the moors opened up as now tussock-free we paddled our way happily across to Cramber Tor. But wait - what was that ominous blackening in the southwest sky? It was a short-lived deluge, and the wind was at our backs as we headed down towards Hart Tor. From there to a stop for coffee by the infant Meavy as it splashed down towards Burrator, destined to be piped into thousands of houses in Plymouth. The sound of rushing water - magical! A short climb to Black Tor followed, thence down to the aqueduct before climbing alongside the downward rushing leat, following the banks for a spell before cutting off to Crazy Well Pool. Here, the water level was, surprisingly, still below normal in spite of the recent rain. Onward past the Cross, where lay three lengths of timber and several lengths of rope, some ends terminated in Monkeys Fists. For what purpose were these intended, and by whom? Answers on a postcard……. But the weather was not yet finished with us. A very heavy squall hit us from behind on the homeward stretch, complete with hail and flashes of lightning subdued behind the clouds. After all, we had been promised thundery showers. But what did we care - only twenty minutes or so from the cars and not much longer from the Prince of Wales.

Peter C

WW 2nd November 2022

What is certainly the very best swing in the whole world!

Out from Tamar Trails in the steady, warm rain. Up to the old track and along, clearing branches where we could. Round by the calciners and up to seek out the swing. And there it was as perfect as ever. After a jolly nice swing, to the picnic tables for a cuppa. Round and down with the Tamar roaring below. Steadily up the steep hill and back to the cars. Hoping the Copper Penny would provide a welcome - but all shut up. So, what to do, who could resist, back to No. 10 for a very warm welcome and a very nice pint.

A jolly fine evening to be out and about.

TWW 1st November 2022

 

We set off from Smeardon Down with the expectation of getting drenched.  Just half an hour before the walk started there had been heavy downpours and as we walked up to White Tor, spotting lots of fungi along the way, the sky became very dark.  As we came off White Tor we even had thunder and lightening and there was definitely rain but we were in a ‘walkers weather bubble’ where no rain fell and within it the sun shone.  In fact, as we stopped for tea at Hill Bridge we were like lizards basking in glorious sunshine.  There was some lovely sunlight in Creason Woods as we followed the leat and then our last stop before getting back to the cars was a visit to the ruins of Twyste Farm.   The highlights of the walk were all the weird and wonderful fungi we found, the dramatic weather conditions and then a rather lush lunch at the Peter Tavy Inn.   Walkers were:  me, Jon, Charlie, Anne, Liz, Peter C, Raz and Stella, and Jane and Phil.

Dianne

TWW 25th October 2022

 

A select group of five set out from Shipley Bridge, being half term others were on Grandparent duty. We headed North along the road by the fast flowing river, once a tramway to transport peat from Red Lake. Turning left at the junction we soon left the road and headed up to the ridge of Brent Moor past settlements and field systems. The whole area is covered with relics of past industry.

Our next point of navigation, the iconic submarine shape of Eastern White Barrow was lost in the mist, however due to the leader's superb navigation skills we got there for a windy coffee stop. Heading for Western White Barrow we made our way through the pits and spoil heaps left by tin miners. Western White Barrow or Whitaburrow started life as a Bronze Age cairn but was converted into a cosy shelter with two rooms and a slate roof by peat cutters working for the naphtha distillation plant.

The mist cleared and we had lovely views of wild moorland all around. Ahead the huge spoil heap of Red Lake Quarry and to the north the pillow mounds of Huntington Warren and prehistoric hut circles and enclosures.

Heading down to join the two moors way we discovered more recent relics of what seemed to be settlement tanks for china clay. On down to the beautiful little clapper bridge, a perfect lunch spot, then down came the rain which followed us back along the river to the Reservoir and Dam and the road back to the car park where we were joined by families of Tamworth pigs routing about under the oak trees. Then joy of joy the Coffee Van was there. Hot chocolate was just what we needed.

A very nice day out.

Stella

TWW 18th October 2022

 

Dartmoor is sulking today, and has covered herself in a thick grey blanket. Nevertheless off we went, at a fast pace, a little late due to a mishap with my car keys. Upwards across Shapley Common, admiring the outstanding hut circles, those that we could see. In the gloom pairs of horns menaced us, thank goodness only the docile faces of the much photographed highland cattle. Shapley tor seems to have boulders strewn about haphazardly with the tor itself very small but handsome

Upwards again towards the more impressive Hookney tor where we stopped for a coffee, strangely overlooking the lovely Headland Warren views denied us by the mist. We looked at the faces on the tor itself. They also gazing stonily out into the mist.

Break over, where now? This way? That way? My carer and I decided the other way, so we zig zagged down to Kings Barrow. We gazed down into a long looted grave, hoping for something.....but nothing. No help with the cost of living there!
Zigging and zagging  over Heather Brake we finally reached the lane into Heathercombe and the post depicting the three fishes etc .Two more around somewhere but not today. Turning on to the Mariners' Way, past the beautiful cottage (longhouse maybe)with its very colourful crab apple tree and very handsome horse in the paddock.
Up through the arboretum, interesting if plenty of time to investigate.
Time is getting on now, many fields to go, many striking fungi to see, flocks of inquisitive geese encountered, the bull's head staring balefully, daring us to climb the stile into farms at Hookney.
A local farmer and his wife helped us on our way when his herd of young bullocks bounced happily into our path. So nice to see them in a field not a barn.
Finally to another ancient tenement, Higher West Combe and Lower West Combe, collectively known as West Combe Farm. Such an interesting place and with an interesting selection of fowl.
Very little time now, onwards to catch a glimpse of the very disguised Leapra Cross and steeply upwards to the cars.
Who would get to the dependable Warren House first? No idea.
Apparently though late our timing was spot on, the coach parties had just left, therefore no queues and we were lunching well in no time at all Aaaaah!
Dartmoor was still sulking !!

Brenda

WW 12th October 2022

 

Somewhat grey, misty and drizzly at the golf club. Off the first tee and down round the old mine workings. Steadily across the down searching searching - none about at all. Finally the parasols started to appear and jolly fine too. Must be exactly the right conditions for them as there were lots and lots. No signs of those fingers though. Over all the roads and uppety up to the trig point for a nice cuppa. The mist eased as did the drizzle to cross a very busy A386 - Goosey Fair I guess. Tracks took us back along the other side of the road to seek out Roborough Down Lane and head out to find the fairway. Soon we were walking on the beautifully coiffed grass and up to the top of the course - 200m! Back over the road and on to a very quiet Rock. Another very very mild evening. 

TWW 11th October 2022

 

A true classic

On a super duper morning

Out from Whiteworks

Only a few clouds

Just a gentle southerly

Across the wonderful mire

Up to Goldsmith's

Onward to Little Fox

Along to Fox for a cuppa

Black Lane Post

Following the soft path

By the next post

Round to the letter box

For an early lunch

The ducks are still there

No need to navigate

Just aim for the mast

To find Plym head

Hand Hill Cross

Back to the cars

How nice

WW 5th October 2022

 

Who says there is never anything new on a Wednesday walk? Well there you go, how about Maple Pigs in Blankets crisps for you!

A fine evening under a big waxing gibbous to set out on Whitchurch Down. Searching in all the right places but no signs of them - never mind. Always the promise of the ISS overhead. But no sign of that either - then Eagle Eyes spotted something else. Just what could it be? Fainter than the ISS and a different track. Turns out it was SpaceX 5 carrying five more astronauts to the ISS. Already seven there so it must be a bit crowded. Onward by Plaster Down and the cut through lane to Shorts Down. As usual a bit of a wander to find the fantastic drift lane heading to Middlemoor. Popping out and up back to the down. Treading delicately over the golf course to Pixies Cross, a really wonderful old cross. Back to the cars to the welcoming Whitty for some new crisps - 'im always likes daft crisps. And a drink in a really amazing glass - so what to do? Well ask the nice barmaid and she gave it to a very grateful recipient - how kind.

TWW 4th October 2022

Nine of us today, all eager to get going, so that's what we did.

Past the ancient  grave stones of past generations, in the12th century churchyard, out on to a narrow path, on to the road and over Bovey bridge and the Bovey river.
Too many Boveys round here!
Up the hill turning left into North Bovey Woods, privately owned by very nice people (unknown) who allow nice people like us to walk through them.
Lots of lovely fungi of varying colours and sizes and the best find being large fly agarics, always popular these. Highly hallucinogenic apparently.
Personally I've never tried them but Alice ate them before she jumped down a rabbit hole for a "trip" in wonderland. She certainly had some scary fun!
Out onto Easdon hill and into higher than me bracken, what fun, couldn't see anything until Raz pointed a stack of rocks. The wondrous Figgie Daniel smaller cousin of Bowermans Nose just across the valley and just the place for a break and to enjoy the views. It is said a man named Daniel from Sticklepath who was lantern jawed, had a hooked nose, swarthy and with very large hands who used to farm here. Raz reckoned he grew figs!!
Not much more "up" and we reach the pinnacle of the hill, Easdon Tor with its trig point and wonderful all round views of fields, trees  and in the distance Haytor.
Further down the hill is Whooping Rock, (Charlie, you'd have loved this) so named after local children that became ill were brought up to be cured. More like died of exposure!!
All the way down now and on to an old rocky track, Langdon Lane and then down towards Old Yarde once a row of mill houses. The water wheel been nicely renovated and the complex is now worth about seventeen and half MILLION.!¡!!!!.
A little bit of time left so into the church we go, some artefacts being hundreds of years old.
Can't tarry here too long though, The Warren House and lunch  was waiting. Very very busy but as welcoming and efficient as ever.
Must come back to this area again, so much more to do.
Brenda

WW 28th September 2022

 

We went again just because I love the wonderful old styles. Starting at Walkhampton Church we easily found them even the one the piskies hid the last time we were here. Then that wonderful one we’ve passed many times before. It had to be explored. So over we went slippy, sliding down a steep field to find one of those styles with stones sticking out of the wall, only this one had a step missing - a long stretch for short legs, plus brambles to catch, scratch and tear at us. As dark descended we eventually found a nice little gate out onto the lane, turning right passed Holewell Farm to find a track up to the open Moor.

And up, up to the railway track, a cry from behind, “there it is!” Beady eyed Brenda had spotted the Space Station shining big and bright among the stars. Ingra Tor Quarry next for coffee and a quiet time star gazing. No less than three satellites. Wonderful! 

Legs fully warmed up now we stormed back along the railway line and down to the lane back to Walkhampton. 

The pub was rowdy with the monthly music quiz in full swing but we found a quiet-ish room at the back. Good to see a pub busy, with locals enjoying each other’s company. 

Stella

TWW 27th September 2022

 

We found the car park (eventually), plenty of room for lots of cars. What a shame Harford Moor gate has been shut - I could go on for ages about  access to our national park.

So off we set following the nice path next to the railway line, up the road and then over Stowford Bridge to follow the Two Moors Way up the stony track to eventually emerge out on the open moor. Lots going on up here, groups of children on the southern side of Western Beacon and farmers rounding up sheep on the north side. On to the top of Butterdon Hill where the breeze was a bit chilly, so we huddled behind one of the large cairns for a cuppa.

On along the stone row to join the puffing billy track for a short way then off right to find Spurrell's Cross, the only cross on Dartmoor with spurred limbs - hence the name. It was apparently renovated in 1931.

On to Ugborough Beacon to find shelter behind one of the tors for lunch with panoramic views over the South Hams. Then the rain started ahead of schedule. An easy route across to Black Pool which was just a muddy hollow due to the dry summer. Following the standing stones up to Western Beacon with is strange summit quarry. It was then down past the lower quarry to find Daveys lane down to the old A38 and back to the cars, where the weather was certainly more benign.

A good walk on less frequented territory.

Mike

WW 21st September 2022

 

The car park at Walreddon was surprisingly busy, lots of youngsters  being schooled in the art of mountain biking.

It was off east along the wall then through the woods between the ponies to drop down to Grenofen where the wedding venue was eerily quiet. Over the bridge, up the stony track and on to the top of the hill where we more or less followed the wall until we found Berra Tor hiding amongst some lovely old oaks. It was down to Tavy cottage next but the fairies were busy. Walking along the river it just didn’t seem right, a quick check on direction of flow and the ever helpful phone and we were on a track neither of us knew even existed. So it was back to Tavy cottage and on along the correct track to Double Waters where the new improved access to the bridge seemed to consist of a number of very large boulders to stop the water flow from the Walkham - it didn’t seem to me to be working. On along the river and back up to the cars.

The Spoons proved that pubs can open late on a Wednesday night. They were serving food and drink until 11.00 pm and a couple of nice pints of beer and two packets of crisps cost £4.66, cheaper than a pint in many pubs!

Mike

TWW 20th September 2022

 

We arrived at the Forrest Car Park at Postbridge to find it full of Land Rovers and horse boxes – yes, the hunt was out!  We managed to squeeze our cars in at the top end of the car park and carried out the weekly “distribution of apples”.  Then off across the road to the drift lane and over the fields to Archerton.  A little bramble bashing was required to get along the path onto the open moor.

Heading westward, towards the Cherry Brook with the boundary wall to the north of us, we were afforded a fine view of the Cairn and Cist on the other side of the wall – the top stones of the wall had fallen, providing an ideal “viewing platform”.  After a slightly tricky water crossing over the Cherry Brook, it was up, up, up towards Higher White Tor. At this point, we heard a strange mournful howling.  Was it the hunt, the hound of the Baskervilles, or something else?  Passing through the gate in the wall, we decided it was time for a brew.  At this point some sharp-eyed member spotted a lone hound on the far side of the valley apparently following our trail into Hollowcombe Bottom.  By the time coffee break was over, a second dog had come into view, and appeared to be leading the lost hound back in the direction of Powdermills.

We headed on to Lower White Tor, where we stopped for a photo call before continuing on our way to Brown’s House.  Despite the recent dry weather, it was still decidedly squidgy underfoot.  Dr Brown must have been desperate to keep his wife away from any other men to want to live in such a spot!  Although Dr Brown applied for a lease from the Duchy of Cornwall in 1810, by 1812 he had sold it on, suggesting that the location was not to his liking.  We headed back across the Cherry Brook near Cherry Brook Rocks, and picked up the path beside the wall, taking us over Braddon Tor and on to Broad Down.  We then headed south to follow the familiar path across Braddon Lake past Roundy Park, down the drift lane to Postbridge and the East Dart Hotel.  Here we enjoyed a pleasant lunch before returning to the cars.

Phil

WW 14th September 2022

 

The sun was already on its way heading out and up to Little Leeden. Along to Leeden and then down. To Yes and by Lydford as the light drifted away. Up by Swell and back along the railway past Ingra. Just squeezing out enough light to find the track back up and over.

A nice, pleasant evening to be out and about.

TWW 13th September 2022

 

And, on the way back, what could it be, a very wide load heading up to Princetown, better ease over and let it pass, and it was, the copper pot stills for the distillery, not something you see every day.

Earlier on; rather a cool day out and up to Grimspound, as interesting as ever. Nice and steadily up to Hameldown Tor and along, along past all the Barrow Burrows. Down by Kingshead and the blackberry lane - they seem to be rather past their best this year. To all the fun of the fair and the traditional welcome of the organ. A bit of a change was the £10 charge to get in the main field. So much to see, Uncle Tom Cobley and all, old cars,  the hill ponies, ferret racing, tractors old and new, sheep, cattle, hunt hounds, craft stalls, children's displays, and all the stalls, and more. Plenty of food and drink and lots and lots of people. The rain tried to keep off but rather failed. Soon time to meet up and head back trudgily by the long, long, steep lane. By the time we got to the Blue Stone the mist was coming down and rain setting in. Onward and upward by Kingshead Tor and neatly prickily to Aaron's Knock. Hopefully to Stoneslade Cross which hid itself away even after we found Stoneslade Tor. So heads down and steadily onwards, then those rotten pixies, so a bit circuitous back to the ridge. A goodly crowd of highland cattle welcomed us back to the cars.

A jolly fine, traditional day out at the Fair. 

WW 7th September 2022

 

Nice to get back to some sort of real, proper weather.

Out from Ringmoor Cott as the sunset could just be detected. Gently up and, of course, signs of the military at Brisworthy. Round to the stone circle and there, in the middle, a basha, so quietly quietly past so as not to wake the softly sleeping soldier. Over Legis Lake and windily through the bracken and boulders to Legis. Still nice and light so views afar. Over the stile and steadily along to Ditsworthy Warren for a nice cuppa. And then, as always happens on an autumnal evening, the light just seemed to vanish. So torches to make our way up to Gutter and on to the trig point where more soldiers gently slept. Along the so, so pleasant track back to the woods with sounds and a few sights of soldiers secretly making their way. The rain tried to rain but it didn't seem to have its heart in it. To the Royal Oak as pleasantly welcoming as ever. A few of the Morris folk turned up but not a peep out of them.

A most pleasant start to our autumnal Wednesday evening walks; in fact all rather pleasant.

TWW 6th September 2022

 

A dull and slightly drizzly start from Statts Bridge.  Along past the mine workings for Wheal Caroline to Statts farmstead, sometimes known as Caroline Farm (but sadly never California, apparently).  This may have been a medieval longhouse in the distant past – it is close to where the original track from Exeter, via Chagford, to Tavistock ran and the path to Moretonhampstead joined it.  Heyho.  On up the slop to visit the D stone – D for Davie a once owner of the Fernworthy estate, pre Forest and Reservoir.  Down and into the forest and along to the magnificent Assacombe stone row.  It may originally have been intended to be a triple stone row. 

Along another track to stop for a cuppa at the remains of Assacombe farmstead.  Another possible medieval longhouse but a ruin by the late 1800’s when it had been absorbed into the Fernworthy estate. Then along a winding path by the Assacombe brook to the much depleted Reservoir.  Not as low as we have previously seen but with the top of the bridge showing – or was it just Nessie taking a wee holiday break!

Around we went (or some of us) walking on water and then off to the Heath Stone. Not the original one as mentioned in the Perambulation of 1240 and with a 1970 inscription.  Then a long old slog up and up Water Hill.  It’s really not steep but it does go on a very long way.  At the top is a Cairn that may or may not be the King’s Oven mentioned in the perambulation – definitely a feeling of uncertainty on this walk.

Over the top and down, almost literally, on to the Warren House Inn where baguettes, chips and all enjoyed – there may or may not have been a coach but probably was this time!  Then a short walk back to the cars. 

Jane

WW 31st August 2022

 

A beautiful evening as we set off from Princetown car park. Out past the slowly developing distillery, it seems it takes longer to build a distillery than it takes to produce a malt. We took the higher moorland track to Foggin Tor Quarry with glorious views down towards the sound with all the tors clearly silhouetted.

Well Foggin Tor Quarry was certainly buzzing, a group of youngsters in 5 tents camped on the opposite rim, a further group camped in the quarry and a couple of families sat watching two brave souls swimming. An early coffee stop was decided on, which developed into a rather longer stop than usual so we could sit and admire the sunset.
It was then on to Hollow Tor and North Hessary and back down by torchlight to the pub. The Ice Warriors were huddled in one corner and a couple of very noisy drunks in the opposite corner by the bar whilst we quietly sat between supping our pints.
A lovely gentle walk at the end of a glorious summer.

Mike

TWW 30th August 2022

 

Apples, apples fill your bags, free apples from Anne's car boot! Well that's a different start to our walk from the Bellever/Postbridge CP, AGAIN!

That done off we trundled down the road and turned right by the pub on the track to Pizwell. Narrow at times, brambles scratching our knees, wide at others, plenty of blackberries (more free food) eventually arriving at the ancient tenement farm and longhouses that make up Pizwell. It exudes the calm that only ancientness brings! Good for the soul! Back to reality, on down the track over a muddy Pizwell Ford where some cows were ruminating, yes they are South Devon's not Ruby Reds.
I can't always be right!!
Carrying on to the gate crossing Cator Down, stopping for our coffee break and then on towards the Christmas tree reservation, so that's how they get them to grow so perfectly, blue tape!! Who'd have guessed it?
Short walk to the road  which we followed to the Sherwell  turn off following a path onto Corndon Down which was showing off its favourite colours of yellow and purple.
Turning down the valley to Fenny Ford crossing one of four Wallabrooks on Dartmoor, gingerly moving on the assorted cows desperate for a drink, and upwards towards Riddon Ridge.
Enjoying the views and getting hungry now, but first to find two boundary stones, not in the usual sense of the word, but the peat cutters boundaries within they were allowed to cut peat for their own use. One was dating from 1754 and one was someone with Raz's father's initials! Oooh eyrie that!
At last down down to Bellever Bridge and lunch by the clapper whilst young children were adventuring on the huge stones.
Very pleasant.
On the move again to follow the hay meadows, what a treat to see the four spot orb weavers (spiders) weaving their magical cleverness amongst the grasses. Never seen them before, but they certainly loved that spot
Onwards to cross a real bog, sphagnum that is, and the long grassy track and very steep steps towards the ultimate goal, yes the lovely stores with the best icecreams.
Could get used to this!
Brenda

WW 24th August 2022

 

Better than likely all things considered.

On rather a misty mizzly evening out from Norsworthy, up past the blowing house to the always lovely Lethertor Bridge. Round and up the track and across by Kneaglesborough Mine to pick up Raddick Lane. Bumpily upward to the open moor. All misty and glowery to a very low Crazy Well Pool. Where to next? Well the plan was to go up to Cramber to enjoy a lovely sunset. So what to do? Up to Cramber to enjoy a lovely sunset of course - silly idea. So up and amazingly a hint of a sunset did appear. In fact two sunsets one in the NW and another one in the N - how about that! Down the sheep tracks to the metal bridges over Hart Tor Brook and the River Meavy. By Black Tor Falls and along the leat. Into what is left of the woods and down as the light steadily ebbed. Good weather for frogs and there they were - or was it one frog who kept hopping ahead to reappear? The well logged track back to Norsworthy is super muddy now - no matter. And on to the very comfortable Burrator Inn for a soothing pint.

Once again, one of those evenings which just appears in front of you.

TWW 23rd August 2022

 

From a steamy Dartmoor to a positively tropical Wembury. No sun..just muggy heat !!

Seven walkers reported for this lovely coastal walk as recorded in front of the " Physically Fabulous" van with us looking physically fabulous !!! (As usual !)

We headed west along the blackberry lined coast path towards Seaweed Lane and headed up this old track on to Marine Drive which was the  access path to HMS Cambridge.

Very hot by now we paused to mop brows and admire the views from a fresh perspective towards misty Rame Head, Kingsand and Cawsand, as well as Fort Picklecombe and Mount Edgcumbe.

Onwards and due to heat thankfully downwards towards Heybrook Bay and along the coast to Renney Rocks and coffee stop.

A little stroll further to Andurn Point and Bovisand and a bit of a return loop with enviable views westwards before rejoining the coast path and a lower route to Wembury Point where the tide was filling the remains of the1920s Heybrook Bay Lido and on the shore beach combers were literally combing for ? seaglass ?

Down on to the shore line we walked via the old boat house and the jetty used once upon a time by pre war trippers to the Mewstone, past egrets and oystercatchers (80 other species spotted here..note to selves to bring binoculars next time ) and crunch crunch over rocky shelves, stones and sand past the low cliffs with periglacial history.

Hungry and still hot we rejoined the coast path and back to the unusually quiet tropical beach at Wembury (did someone say sewage ? ) Plenty of empty rocks for lunch perches and café open for good pasties, sandwiches, coffees etc. 

The surf was up and swimming,  paddling,  and seaweed hunting passed a further pleasant half hour or more . And some had ice cream !!

Hoping to go back soon.

Anne

WW 17th August 2022

 

Back to Minions for another Cornish walk. Unfortunately the leader had not had time to explore the local mines but never mind it was a clear evening so off we went to explore them anyway.

First of all we passed the wreck of the Cheeswring pub surrounded by fencing and now missing the remains of its roof, but no signs of any other work. It was then off down the track onto the route of the old mine railway that ran from Minions down to Liskeard, passing an isolated building that is up for auction and will require a lot of work to make it habitable.

Dropping down from the track onto the access land we then found our way to many of the old engine houses and mines that litter the west side of Caradon Hill. Apparently South Caradon Mine was for a short period the most productive and 

wealthiest copper mine in Cornwall, but it didn’t last for long. More information about the mines and many others throughout Cornwall can be found at www.Explorecornwall.org/South-Caradon-Mine.

After a brief coffee break, watching the horse and rider making her way out of the quarry, it was down into Crows Nest where we stopped at The Crows Nest for an alcoholic beverage sat outside. It was then the steep climb out of the valley

to head back to the cars. One of our number expressing their disappointment that we were not going to be able to see the Firework Competition in Plymouth, when there in the distance we were able to enjoy the display without being in the crowds on Plymouth Hoe.

You really do have to be there!

Peter

TWW 16th August 2022

 

Rocking horse poo is well known for its rarity, however pony poo was in great abundance at the Bennett’s Cross car park.  Undeterred by this and the light rain that started to fall, we assembled by the Cross for the obligatory “team photo”, before setting off along the Two Moors Way towards Hookney Tor.  Leaving the Two Moors, we ran the gauntlet between two rows of beehives before picking up the bridle way to Headland Warren Farm.  Thankfully the bees were in a good mood and paid no attention to us as we passed by.  A quick break to divest ourselves of waterproofs, and say hello to a rather haughty looking alpaca, then it was on down the valley to Challacombe.  Here we were greeted by three Gloucester Old Spots, who were clearly disappointed that there was no Brenda with us to scratch their backs.  A quick look under the bridge to make sure the troll was still sleeping, then on to the pond for a coffee stop.  Suitably refreshed, we carried on westward along the bridle way to Soussons Farm before turning north and heading through the woods to Golden Dagger mine.  Onward past Vitifer mine, and then a steady climb up through the mine workings back to our starting point.  A good walk followed by an equally enjoyable lunch at the Warren House Inn.

 Phil