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.