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.