High Down.
A typical Dartmoor evening, it was wet and misty. Only Brenda on a pre holiday amble so we decided on a shortened version of the planned route. Off to Doe Tor farm where we solved the maze to find the gate out onto the moor. Up to Doe Tor with its welcoming sign but otherwise unsullied by any recent military activity. Down to Doe Tor Brook which we followed to the lovely ruin for a cuppa. Further up the girt a track to the left lead towards Brat Tor. Unsurprisingly the track fizzled out before long and we spent some time in a large flat area of grassland finding out that phones can lie but compasses can help. A quick scramble up to the cross then down and back to the cars.
We walked into the Mary Tavy Inn at about 9.45 only to be told they were shut but a clever bit of blagging by Brenda got us a pint and we spent time chatting to Peter and Sandra’s grandsons about their amazing Granny.
A fine walk and we both survived death by military debris!
Mike