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.