Now that was rather chilly, especially for those just returned from the tropics. The ground as hard as stone to set out from Princetown. No mud at all - NO MUD AT ALL! Out along the higher track as the moon shined bright; steadily to Foggintor. Round and down to a very icy pool. Easily across the usually gloopy bit and over to check. Rather a surprise, most all of the icicles had fallen down and there was definitely signs of a thaw - signs of things to come? A nice spot sheltered from the cool wind for a cuppa was found. Very athletically out and up to North Hessary shining bright. Down, down, down to the bright lights of Princetown and straight into the Prince of Wales. Fears of no beer were soon allayed with a warm welcome. A nice spot to catch up on all the wonderful sights of the wanderers.
A very nice clear cold evening to be out on the moor. Perhaps it will never rain again?