WW 15th October 2025

 

This turned out to a magical mystery tour. Magical because it became full of promise, we may have seen fairies, elves, maybe even a goblin or two.

Mystery....  I made it up as I went along !

So, the track to Grenofen Bridge is getting rougher, the underside of my car took a bashing, perhaps it's the way I drive it! Off back over the bridge, no salmon to be seen, through the gate that leads  to the wonderful Gem bridge. The swing is still  there ,but looking in need of some TLC so no swinging tonight. Everything has an ethereal quality in our torchlight. On and over the skew bridge, quite difficult to build, something to do with angles and things, you know. Up to the Down, to take in the familiar treeline and down the long long track to Bucktor .

This is where the magic begins, we spotted wonderful creative fungi, different sorts of honey fungus I think, glowing in the torchlight, taking on an out of this world experience. And it gets better, but first a little sit down and refreshment at Double waters and watch the dark, sparkling waters racing by. Watching midges and dragonflies by torchlight, myriads of tiny fish ( sticklebacks, minnows??) in the sheltered shallows. 
I didn't want to leave.

On round the lump of rock and up the track and down again to the river, past the waterfall bit, so beautiful that bit and on towards the chimney stack.  We stood open mouthed, gasping..... No not for a beer this time........but for a truly magnificent castle of glistening fungi surrounded by smaller settlements. We took photos which really didn't do it justice, before reluctantly moving on back to the parked cars.

Back to the Whitty where an old hasher was enjoying a wine. A nice chat and a beer  was enjoyed.

So a very pleasant end to our magical mystery walk !!

Brenda

TWW 14th October 2025

 

Today the sun shone, the temperature was good as we set off from Cox Tor car park so an acceptable picnic stop was possible!

Following a dry path up towards the Staple Tors our walk began, starting with Little, Middle and finally Great Tor gently increasing in height as the warm-up act to the rest of the walk.

Next to be scaled was Roos Tor. Nothing to do with a lost Aussie back in the day, but it is believed this name may possibly be from Rhôs or Rôo, signifying, in Welsh or Cornish, a healthy mountain. Out of the wind it was a very suitable place to stop for a healthy cuppa / snack and a panoramic view.

Refreshed, we set off for Langstone Moor and the ‘rearranged’ stone circle that was nevertheless still worthy of a view or a welcome seat. Still talking of stone, from the circle we continued to a stand-out Dartmoor menhir (apparently a French noun for standing stone!). The stone was re-erected in 1893 by the Dartmoor Exploration Committee, shot at by Americans in WW2 for D-Day prep, but is thankfully still standing, for modern day exploration by the TWWs.

We could see our picnic stop from the menhir, that being White Tor, glinting a welcoming flickering orange light caused by sunlight reflecting off the chimney cowling of the observation hut. More super views from our stopping point, plus providing the bonus of the peaceful sound of silence to accompany our food.

Peaceful reflection finished, heading down to Wedlake was next, missing Stephen’s Grave on this occasion. During this section, and in fact during the whole walk, hundreds of sheep were being gathered by modern day shepherds on quads or even a 4x4 pick-up – sadly no horses these days.

Crossing Wedlake’s small stream we had a long steady climb upwards, keeping Cox Tor to our right as we approached the Dew Pond to await the last two of our group to catch-up, who, as they approached, seemed to take on the look of two of the von Trapp family as they were silhouetted against the distant ‘hills were alive’ backdrop horizon. Only the singing was missing in this scene!

Now dropping down to our start point, we all jumped at the chance for a group ‘Willy’s Ice-cream’ - a very good way to end an autumn walk in the sunshine.

Although a very observant walker noticed a (one) squashed insect on the front wing of my car meaning hours of cleaning for me when I got home, still at least I had a lovely walk!

Charlie

WW 8th October 2025

 

After rather a cloudy day the promise was for the clouds to clear and the Harvest Moon to appear.

So, out from Norsworthy Bridge and up the fungus trail. Lots and lots to see and the slugs were having a feast. Out to the track and a change of plan as the wonderful moon started to appear. Passing Raddick Lane and down through the fields to Kingsett (dating from 1330!). Over the wee bridge and steadily up to Down. Barely a breath of wind so the summit made a good spot for a cuppa. The Harvest Moon shining brightly and the Eddystone winking away. Over to Hingston Hill where the moon provided a fine backdrop to the stone row. Across to Combeshead and on to Cuckoo Rock shining in the moonlight. The neat track easily took us down to the main track and back. On to the Burrator Inn in good time for a nice pint. All very, very quiet and we were the last to leave at 1010.

A most pleasant evening to be out on the moor.

TWW 7th October 2025

 Prewley Moor

A good turn out this week, eleven walkers + Huey, best for some time. Across Prewley Moor with another group silhouetted on the skyline, obviously examining the iceworks. Past the north facing ‘corrie’ and up to Shelstone Tor, no heroics on the Logan stone today. A steepening down, down to the weir and footbridge over the Okement where there were lots of rocks to sit on for a cuppa. On round Vellake Corner past the lovely old bridge to nowhere. From there it was simply a case of following the track round Meldon Reservoir, which is back to full again, but not yet overflowing.

Leaning on the gate next to the car park were two farmers looking at their heard of Shetland Ponies. They were rather cute and I am sure if Brenda had been with us we would never have got away. On up the bridle way across South Down to eventually merge with the West Devon Way and so through the gate near Prewley Water Works and the cars.

It was good to find out that The Fox And Hounds is still in the hands of Frank's family and being run by his offspring. But dear me it was quieter than anyone had ever seen it, maybe a sign of the times.

      Mike

WW 1st October 2025

 

Two Bridges car park - no not that way - up the road a bit and through the deep dark wood - could have done with torches early - lots of trip hazards - up past Beardown Farm with all its new camping signs - past a couple of campers sat by their fire - on up through the plantation - following the track uphill- try and find Beardown Tor - simple follow on uphill - ground getting a bit rough - time for torches - suddenly enveloped in thick mist - not so simple now - a bit of a wander round - then there it is flagpole and all - compass out to take us down the valley to the leat - my goodness some of the grass has reached excessive heights this year - along the leat to the weir - an easy peasy crossing - not much water - a stop for a drink on the wall - over the stile - up a bit to find the track along the valley - past Wistmans Wood - goodness the track goes on forever - suddenly there is Crockern Farm - a short walk along the drive back to the cars- late - all the pubs firmly shut with lights out - never mind - good to be out!

    Mike

TWW 30th September 2025

 

By the time we reached the R/V, the mist and low cloud had burned off and the sun was shining brightly.  From the forest car park we headed across the road and down the drove lane.  Over Broad Down and on to the waterfall for coffee. 

Once refreshed, we headed on across the river, then west wards to Sandy Hole Pass.  We then turned away from the Dart and headed north to Statts House.  Though initially we had to fight our way through marsh grass and tussocks, we eventually find a track that took us in the right direction.

A quick pause for a “team photo” and a short detour to locate the start of the Winney’s Down peat pass before we headed northeast towards Sittaford Tor, pausing en route to survey the recumbent stone circle.  Lunch was taken on Sittaford Tor.

Once refuelled, we headed down hill to Grey Wethers, meeting not one, not two, but three people on the way (how dare they!).  From the double stone circles, we took the bridle way south past the Sheep Fold and Hartland Tor and back to Postbridge. Along the way, we observed numerous rocks with “knobbly bits”, known as xenoliths. On passing the shop, we decided it would be rude not to stop for an ice cream before returning to the cars, so we did.

 Phil

WW 24th September 2025

 

What do they say? "If at first do not succeed have one more go then give up altogether."

So, out from Whiteworks toward the end of another beautiful day. Easily this time across the mire and round to Goldsmith's. Perfect visibility into Whealham Bottom and on to the incised cross. Gently up the hill to Hand Hill Cross and a superb sunset - what could be nicer? Down, down to Nun's Cross Farm and a check on Seward's. Along the track and back.

A lovely evening to be out and about.

TWW 23rd September 2025

 

A highly select team set out from Smeardon Quarry on a wonderful September morning.

Up the road for a wee bit then down to check on the Green Man - all OK. Along, along by Little Combe Tor for a very nice swing. Over the bridge and up to a very enticing swimming pool. Softly up by Great Combe to pop out under Cox. Round the track and 'through' the OS anomaly - just where is that mapped enclosed land? Down to the Wedlake gate and through to cross the Colly Brook and a nice spot for a cuppa. The steady climb toward White was enhanced by huge field mushrooms. Soon by the flagpost and views to infinity and beyond. No red flag here but we could hear the pops and bangs from Bagga Tor. Down through more thufurs by Lower White to Grass Lane. Down to the clapper bridge over Broadmoor Brook and up. Time to check on Twyste; all seems just as it was, perhaps one day someone will turn it into a nice dwelling. Soon back to the cars and on to a most welcoming and somewhat quiet Peter Tavy Inn.

A really super morning to be out.

WW 17th September 2025

 

A few words, just a few words, they said.

Always best to have a plan. Out to Whiteworks, across the mire, Goldsmith's, and up to Hand Hill Cross for a very nice sunset - what could possibly go wrong? It had been softly drizzling all day, nothing special. So a perfect Dartmoory evening to set out across the atmospheric mire. All going well, but what is that? The small Swincombe is a roaring torrent - don't fancy that at all. So back round through all the workings to the track and up. What to do? What to do when a plan totally fails? Really, only one sensible thing to do.

Off to the pub!

TWW 16th September 2025

 

Many thanks for a very nice route Charlie.

The weather was obviously going to be a bit in and out today - and so it was. Out from Princetown car park where, sadly, the car parking machines were not working. And along, along to South Hessary with views afar and good notice looking into Cornwall of when the showers would arrive. Steadily down the track and a surprise. An enclosure deep in the Hart Tor Brook valley - one theory is that the plan is to fence off all the damp places. Round the track and up to Hart with great views. A bit breezy for a cuppa so down and over the iron bridge to Black Tor Falls - always a nice spot for a cuppa. Soon time to head up to Black Tor and on to Leeden. Round by the quarry and down to Fur Tor seeking shelter from a spot of rain. Up to the railway to Foggintor to have a very nice lunch at the campsite. The goodly folk did a thorough litter pick. Up round Foggintor and yes, there was a wild swimmer seemingly just lazing in the pool. Across and down to the track and back. No sign of diving beetles but the Meavy was bubbling away.

All dry and a nice September walk.

WW 10th September 2025

 

Brenda’s car was being repaired ready for its MOT so a decision was made to meet at Princetown car park. Off past the evasive soldiers' pond and on to Heart Tor, the ground now thoroughly wetted from all the recent rain, so different from a couple of weeks ago. The hope of a good sunset not yet materialising (in fact it never did). On down to Black Tor falls and along to the well gated aqueduct. Now it must be about 25 years since I have been to the top of Raddick  Hill - I now know why!  From this rather unspectacular top it was down to the cairn and up to Cramber Tor for a cuppa where a few hints of the rising moon started to show. On to the trig point where it did make a spectacular appearance from behind the clouds. A bit of difficulty finding the start of the track to South Hessary and thence on down to the Plume of Feathers where we were served drinks at 10.00 and lots of interest in where we had been.

  A good little round without any rain.

          Mike

TWW 9th September 2025

 

The usual intrepid crew of seven, plus one fourlegged friend, met at Ringmoor Cottage on a cool but dry day.  Heading off across the Down, searching for the path that should be there – well it was there when a similar route was followed  - oh yes then it was remembered that it hadn’t been a path but a stomp through the Heather and Gorse.  Oh well yes a path was eventually found even if it involved some sharp angular turns.  Picking up the wonderful stone row that is probably only a single one really despite some double looking stones – probably due to over enthusiastic ‘restoration’.

Down to Brisworthy stone circle and then off across Legis Lake - a bit soggy but fordable. Heading up to Legis Tor for a cuppa. But first a search for the elusive vermin trap. Well it was here last time we visited so it must still be here.  However the copious amounts of bracken made things  a little difficult. Then, hurrah, found by accident and nearly passed by!

A pleasant pause for that cuppa and a view of medieval long houses in the distance  - well it is my walk after all! Then heading on to find one of the farmsteads – lovely longhouse and other associated building. Had called ahead for coffee but no one at home!

Up and across to the Trig point next to Gutter Tor with the plaque acknowledging the Dartmoor Search and Rescue Teams.  A good place for a group photo.

Back across the Down and off to the Royal Oak.  Not visited for awhile and a bit of palaver over booking – well were we 6 or 8 or maybe even 7.  The food was good when it arrived, so all ok.   A shortish walk but at least the rain held off!

Jane

WW 3rd September 2025

 

After rather a stormy day not too bad at all to set out from Yelverton Golf Club - just the odd shower. Along the first hole with its beautifully manicured green, ably assisted by lots of sheep, and round the ancient mine. Along the tracks, steadily keeping distance from the noisy A386. To seek out some fungi, and there they were - super mushrooms. Gently up to the Iron Age hillfort and the trig point. Down to cross the busy road and thread a track towards to the 8th hole. The course map provides a fine guide; 10, 11, 12 and 13. The light softly eased, but, of course, then the bright moon came out to make it back.

A very nice evening.

TWW 2nd September 2025

It was supposed to be a nice gentle stepping stones and swim walk. When I checked it out last week the rivers were low, the stones easy to cross.

Then it rained………So change of plan. Still swim I thought. Sharrah Pool I thought.

Driving across the Moor, mist and rain, temperature 14 degrees. Oh dear!

Swimming togs left in the cars, up to Bench Tor. No nice views today.

Confusion of the old brain resulted in tramping through bracken and gorse as we came off the Tor the wrong side. Rescued by the Old Man of the  Moors we retraced our steps back up to Bench.

At last heading in the right direction we soon found the wall I was aiming for.

Down, down, slippy slidey in the warm rain to meet the nice clear path from New Bridge.

The Dart was very dramatic foaming like a soda stream. It would have been fun to have a dip but a bit scary. So coffee in the rain.

Then along, along, up and down, it seemed for ever but then the sun came out shining through the beautiful old trees some big ones fallen, taking the path with them.

Then up, up to Holne to enjoy lunch outside the pub, closed till Thursdays. No Tea Shop either till Wednesdays but a wonderful little Community Shop stocking everything.

Then the long trek along the road to the cars.

Not what I planned but exercise with your mates, good enough.

Stella

WW 27th August 2025

 A heavy day at Wildside, no one else walking, so a short one from home seemed ideal.

Stella’s two mile circuit in reverse. The rain had gone, the sun was out giving everywhere a fresher look. The tide was racing in to cover the mudbanks of the Tamar. All was quiet, only the sound of my footfall then a raven's call from the woods. A little later a magpie and then near the farm a buzzard calling from overhead.

We are lucky!

Mike

TWW 26th August 2025

 

I told you it would be short, and it was. Back to the pub in a comfortable time, served in double quick time.

How do they do it? A lesson in efficiency there.

So, the Firth bridge held a fascination for some, looking for the elusive benchmark, still elusive. And indeed whether it actually was a bridge or just a location. It is indeed a bridge!

Grimspound, a well preserved late bronze age settlement, possibly called after the god, Grim, inspected and pronounced ok.  Then a climb to the first cairn and on to Hameldown cross, a squat, dismembered lump of stone, now used as a boundary stone, standing as  symbol of Christianity amongst all the pagan barrows.
On, on to Broad barrow, single barrow and then the largest barrow of all...... Two barrows. Really is two separate barrows, first really big, very much excavated and 'pillaged'. The Hameldown dagger was found here. Then the second Barrow is lying under the medieval stone wall and either side of it.

Now a nice down hill heather track towards Natsworthy corner, lovely views and a nice place for a coffee break.  Thought they were expecting us with all the marquees and stuff in a field, but no, 'twas deserted when we arrived.
Hmmm , skies looked threatening, but no matter we made ourselves comfortable at the "corner".
So, the heavens opened, the sensible one dashing for cover but the rest of us being very British, stuck it out until we were soaked before we donned  weather gear. Not a good feeling!!
Our break curtailed, the upwards path towards the RAF memorial was taken.
Those brave men, so close to home.....
I wonder what they would have made of the world today.

Back on the homeward track, happily downwards, Hookney tor in the distance and all's well with our world.

But, no  our peace was destroyed by three dirt bikes and their riders practicing their scrambling skills down Hookney, past Grimspound and up Hameldown.  Not allowed on this part of moor of course. Sheep running scared, tourists looking on in disbelief. We tried to speak with them to no avail, so we reported them.
Did look good fun though !

So back to the cars and off to the good old Warren house for lunch.
We were put in the "best" dining room. Good job we'd all dried off.

Brenda

WW 20th August 2025

 

Goodness me that was dark, I mean really really dark, so dark my torch gave up - luckily the best prepared person was there with a spare - thanks!

Out from Higher Godsworthy on another very pleasant evening; hoping for a nice sunset. A cooling easterly made for very nice walking. The local farmer charged at us on his quad bike. All very friendly just checking his bailer twine was up to scratch. Across the Wedlake fields and then steadily up to White. All very dry, even the sundews seem to be struggling. Through the iron age hillfort and down to the refurbed range hut to find shelter for a nice cuppa. The clouds were rather thick so only the faintest of sunsets. To the longstone which reminded us of the Easter Island monoliths. Over the moor on a reasonable track to the stone circle. Some said they remembered when more stones were standing. Then the long long, wide track to Roos, all very nice going. Soon at Roos as the light faded to dark. Down to pick up the dew pond track and round Cox. The lights of Wedlake Farm helping us, then Higher Godsworthy with its yappy dogs guided us back to the cars. Later than usual to the Whitty which was in full swing - rare to find a pub with lots of evening drinkers nowadays.

A very pleasant evening to be out and about.

TWW 19th August 2025

 

ANIMAL CRACKERS.

The weather was a complete contrast to the previous week, rain and a keen breeze.

So first there was a Doe then a Hare then a Cat (well Chat) then a pair of Goats and then a Lynx. Cracking tors all of them.

A nice bimble down to Arms Tor to complete the circuit. Then a hunt for the Moonstone on Highdown, duly found, and thought to be a flagpole base according to Dartifacts? Some flagpole!

Mike

WW 13th August 2025

 It was warm but very overcast as we set out from Norsworthy bridge. Up the track towards Down tor and then a sharp left in the first gully to take us through scrub and tall bracken to break out into the open below the tor. A nice little track was spied to take us down to Newleycombe Lake. Following faint tracks on the right hand bank we suddenly found the stream was just a dry shingle bed then further on a full blown stream again? which we had to cross at least three times, then the dry bed/stream thing continued to happen. It was then into the serious tin workings, a left turn up the huge T girt to sit overlooking “the island” for a cuppa.

Straight up the northern end to cross the track from Older bridge and on a few yards to the leat for a nice bimble along to Crazy Well Pool. Here we met the only other person of the evening who was camped on the bank with his dog and looking forward to a morning swim. Back down to the main track and struggling with fading light we stumbled back what seemed a long way to the cars. TORCHES NEXT WEEK I THINK.

The Burrator seemed a better option than the Royal Oak at a late hour and a refreshing pint was enjoyed.

Mike.

TWW 12th August 2025

 

By golly, it was hot ! Too hot for walking, although others were out and seemed ok. Must be me. Oh well, better get over it!!

Long drive to Fernworthy, the usually flooded lanes as dry as the Kalahari.
Just five baking mad Tues walkers set off up the main track, turning right and out on to the moors. Missing the Three boys stone, easily done as there is only one and on to the Long stone....... can't miss that one!  
Keep going upwards across Chagford common to the striking Kestor Rock to inspect the largest rock basin of all.
'Tis indeed large and very deep, even some algae coloured water still in it, Yuk!
Over to Batworthy corner and the heat was rising. Down and around  the Teign-i-ver clapper bridge and found the fabulous and wonderful Tolman stone, straddling the north Teign river. Legend says if you struggle through the hole, it helps with fertility!!!!
Next nine months should be interesting!!!!
Quick visit to Scorhill circle or locally called Scorhill, strange vibes get there apparently.
Back to the river to eat, drink and cool our feet in the river. Bit of wildlife watching too.
Turning back to the long, long track back to Fernworthy avoiding the "boggy" bits, the heat got rather unbearable, but first aid was administered after very short lie down, we trudged on finally finding a gap in the wall to get back to the cool of the forest.
More trudging and moaning until a bit of downhill and the cars hove into sight.
Was so glad to make it to the finish.
I think all of us were actually.
Was it worth it?
Jury's out on that one!
Of course it was, all walks are worth it....... in so many different ways.

Brenda

TWW 5th August 2025

 

What a really super day to head out on our annual pilgrimage.

A bit different this year as we left from Postbridge. Lots of nice clouds and a strong northerly to walk into promising a push back. Out along the familiar track to the waterfall for a nice cuppa. Following the Dart steadily up, the range posts soon came into view. Follow, follow uppety up to the peat pass. And through, round Cut Hill to the truly wonderful track to Fur Tor. No wonder this tor is the Queen of the Moor. Goodly shelter was found for a refreshing lunch and a recharge before heading back. A trip out to Cut Hill summit cairn and the 'new' stone row, Down a bit tussocky to the end of the peat pass and back along. Plenty of time for refreshments at Broada Marsh Stream. Along, along and up over the top and the stile to the Postbridge track. Soon back to the gate and the cars. 

A really super day for our visit.

WW 30th July2025

 

Another perfect evening for a comfortable walk.

Just two met up at Gutter Tor CP, where some potholes have been filled in. A new temporary car park made up and signposted. Bright pink signs you know!   Orange fencing to keep the sightseers out.
Get my drift?   All in the cause of making a new film !!

But first, on to the very stony and uncomfortable track towards Eylesbarrow or even "Gyllesburgh" one of the larger tin mines eventually closing in the 1852. So many industrial remains......
Water wheels, adits, many shafts, lines of flat rods, the smithy house, the side wall of stamping mill no2.
What a place it must have been!

Turning off to Higher Hartor pausing to wonder whether dark clouds gathering in the west would empty their contents on us or pass us by.
Lucky us, they passed to the north of us.

Down to the large cairn known as Giants Basingstoke, sadly ravaged by trophy hunters many years ago but now a very pleasant place for sustenance.
Off again on the track to Ditsworthy Farm. Woweee, changed by film makers into a very desirable residential property!
Unfortunately stopped from taking photos by a lone security guard from London.  Stays awake all night, sleeps all day in an hotel.
Some of the filming of Jane Austin's "Sense and Sensibility" will be taking place here. There was a new tiled roof complete with moss, lovely new windows and door complete with ivy etc. There was even a little garden made up in the grounds.
I could live there!!

So, over back down Edward's Path, no military today, just a couple of bright green tents in the near distance.

The Royal Oak was clearing up as we arrived, no other customers, so we enjoyed our drink and chat about gardens and flowers.

All very pleasant, it was.

Brenda

TWW 29th July 2025

 

To misquote Mick Jagger - “you can’t always get where you wanna”:- sometimes you just have to go where the paths take you.

A murky and rather damp start from Shilstone Tor. It really is not one of the spectacular Tors of Dartmoor - diminutive enough even before the stonemasons got their hands on it.

The original plan was to visit Scorehill circle and the tolmen stone but loads of gorse bushes got in the way combined with a few bad path choices. (None of which seemed to go in the right direction.) Maybe a compass would have helped. Anyway the murk started to lift and we reached the stone rows under Cosdon Beacon. A stop for coffee then on the long track to the stone circle beyond Little Hound Tor surprisingly dry compared to its usual state. Just past the large White Moot Stone we turned off on a one sheep track to the top of Kennon Hill. At last a huge motorway of a track taking us off in the right direction, this soon deteriorated back into another one sheep track but this time through about a kilometre of waist high bracken where it seems some people managed to pickup a few ticks! Just a matter now of finding a good track back to the cars, unfortunately even now the track disappeared at times into the previously mentioned swathe of gorse. Surprisingly we arrived at the cars dead on time.

On to the Northmoor Arms (now apparently open all day every day) where the inside had changed little except for the tall landlady who was pleased to cook our lunches and didn’t seem to mind if we moved an odd chair- that was a change! A shame the Thai Fishcakes had all gone.

    Mike

WW 23rd July 2025

 

Well, the school holidays have started and we all know exactly what that means. Absolutely guaranteed wind and rain for at least six weeks. But NO!

So, out from Four Winds on a beautiful evening. A few clouds, the sun still high in the sky and a most pleasant breeze. Out along to check on the stone rows and the menhir - all well. Down to easily cross the Pilla Brook and steadily up to King's Tor. It really is a super tor and, once again, we speculated what all these tors must have looked like before the granite grabbers got stuck into them. Across to Swell Tor and round exploring all the signs of little buildings, small quarries and the sett makers. Nice to be there on a bright sunny evening. To the Blacksmith's Shop; always a nice spot for a cuppa. Then round the tracks to Sailors' Home Quarry - now that will be a drought when the pond dries out. The steady track taking us across to Foggintor and along by Yellowmead. The sun had been hiding behind a bank of Cornish cloud but decided to pop out for a brilliant sunset. By the Red Cottages and another very pleasant track back to the cars: lots of campervanners enjoying their evening.

Up to the Prince of Wales in good time. We only just got a pint as tidying up and closing time was rushing along.

Such a lovely evening, the nights are definitely drawing in, all the more opportunities for fabulous sunsets.

TWW 22nd July 2025

 

Ten of us set off under overcast skies & like Old King Cole, when we were up, we were up & when we were down… Everywhere was overgrown with bracken so it became a bit of a challenge to get anywhere. We had coffee by the river then a long humid climb up an old drovers' lane at West Shallowford to lunch in the breeze on the open moor where we had a tiny bit of drizzle. After lunch the bracken began to give way to a dazzling display of yellow gorse intermingled with purple heather. Beautiful as it was, the short trouser brigade ended up cut & bleeding. Charlie was heard to mutter ”I didn’t realise that I was donating blood today". 

Good walk Colin but you may not be asked to lead again!

Amber

WW 16th July 2025

 

The plan was to see the Hares again.

Back to typical Dartmoor weather when we arrived at Cox Tor Car Park. Donning full wet weather gear we watched a little girl chasing around on roller skates enjoying the rain.

We set off into the mist towards Prowtytown Rocks and on down to look over the field walls but no hares were out to play tonight. Probably snuggled down in the undergrowth. Along and up - the grass decked out in raindrop diamonds. At last to skirt round Pew Tor Quarry and on to the Tor itself. The rain eased and no wind so a pleasant coffee stop.

We threaded our way down through rocks to the big track to Vixen, safely through the boggy bit. No trespassing tonight.

So many paths none seemingly going in quite the right direction, however we arrived neatly over the little stream by a boundary stone and on over the leat, time to inspect the wheelwright’s stone then, lead by the old man of the Moors, back to the cars.

Wet but nice.

Stella

TWW 15th July 2025

 

Seven TWWs on the day and “the Barking One” set out from our High Down RV, helped by a strong tailwind. We soon easily crossed the diminished River Lyd and followed a flexible route skirting Great Nodden, navigating thick summer foliage and old mining waste heaps along the way we soon had a cuppa break further along that brought clear “top of the world” views for us and, luckily, no rain as forecast by the weather experts.

Our group then ascended to the WWII B-17 crash site at Tiger Marsh, crossing wet ground near the Lyd Head. A new granite memorial stone now honours the five crew members who died and the three who survived the tragic crash on Christmas Day 1943.

After paying respects, we continued uphill to Gren Tor, skipped Kitty Tor, and met a well-equipped group of young walkers heading the other way aiming for Hunt Tor. The weather and dry ground made for ideal walking conditions for all of us today.

We picnicked at the ruins of Bleak House, once home to the Rattlebrook Peat Works manager, and then moved on to Dick’s Well, where the Barking One had a spirited encounter with a defiant black sheep – still a work in progress for him I feel!

The walk finished with a descent past Brat Tor, thus completing a circular route back to our original River Lyd crossing and parked cars soon to be reached.

 Charlie

WW 9th July 2025

  

What better place for an evening walk, beside the River Tamar starting  at Lopwell dam?

Many others it would seem, paddle boarders of all abilities, swimmers, picnickers.
Just a small hold up getting there. Dozens of young pheasants crossing the road in their usual panic. I have advice for you lot, fly, fly, fly as far as possible, as fast as you can!

Walking back the way we came and off into the woods to the left (only open at certain times of year) a beautiful fritillary butterfly settled on a branch showing off it beauty. The trees giving us some shade from the still very sunny evening, passing over roads , more woods, and on to the long path reminiscent of the jungle at Dunsford.

At Pounds Cross taking the road off right and shortly after, right again on the track to Blaxton Quay, the old oaks of Blaxton Woods leaning further and further  towards the river. The views of the opposite bank with Bere Ferrers are stunning, always worth a stop to take it all in.......and have a drink and snackette, of course. Not many birds on the mudflats,  a few egrets, and a flock of ducklings without Mum.

Walking past the quay the boathouse was looking a bit posh with its new roof and two lads fishing and crabbing. We watched and chatted with them, so nice to have the time to do that. Over a very rickety stile on to another overgrown path full of the herb meadowsweet apparently good for your joints, stomach problems and all manner of ailments. Also used for sweetening mead hence another name for it, meadsweet.

The much extended Who'd of Thought It at Milton Combe made us welcome, where we perused the rather nice menu.
Just for future use you know.

Brenda

TWW 8th July 2025

 

An ideal day for a walk, a bit of sun, a bit of cloud and a pleasant breeze.  From the Fox and Hounds, we set off along the track to Nodden Gate, and then up to Great Nodden.  A pause to take in the views of Sourton, Arms and Gt Links Tors along with the farm land stretching west across Devon and into Cornwall. After posing for the obligatory photo, we headed on northwards to the old tramway.  At the bridge over the track to Southerly, we stopped to survey a number of large pieces of granite that appeared to have been worked but apparently rejected by the masons who built the bridge.  Passing through a herd of cows who seemed not the slightest bit bothered by us or Hughey, and on to “the points”, an ideal stop  for a brew.

Suitable refreshed, we continued along the tram way to Lake Down, and then descended to the viaduct.  Passing under the viaduct, we stopped to marvel at the workmanship of those who built the viaduct in 1864 -74 to carry a single railway track, and then widened it in 1878 to accommodate a second track.

After crossing the A386 at Lake, we picked up the West Devon Way, and headed south.  Thanks to the recent dry weather, crossing Cranford Brook was no problem.  Looking to the east, we had fine views of the early part of our route.  On reaching Station Road, we had a gentle up hill section back to the pub for a well earned lunch.

A shortish, flattish walk with a pub at the end.  Hopefully this kept the troops happy.

Phil

WW 2nd July 2025

A most pleasant cooling northerly to head out from Lowery Cross. The sun so high in the sky and all green, green, green. To where the level crossing was and over the style. Down through the woods and out of the always muddy gate to the leat. Along, along to drop down by the fairy/bear cave to the always wonderful Lethertor Bridge. Up the Meavy to cross at the planks with hardly a cloud in the sky. Up the wide track back to the leat and over. More up to the wall corner - but what is that? It was a raptor of some type - seemed to have red legs and a barred tail. It must be a sparrowhawk as it dashed away behind the wall. More gentle up to the main road and across to the old, old bridleway heading for Rundlestone. Back along the railway track with the soft bells of Sampford Spiney ringing out.  The sun seemed very reluctant to set. Surely these long, long, warm, sunny evenings will go on forever ...

TWW 1st July 2025

 

Evening all

The walk was long, very long.
The blog will be short, very short (Wimbledon is on).

This was a walk hampered by misfortune.
1st. Road closures with enough lorries and equipment to  resurface  the M5.
2nd. Redirected to Mardon Down. That's fine no problem there.
So off to the uninspiring giant's grave and that underwhelming headless cross.  Something about anything headless, I'm not  sure about.
Down through cool, calm woods, right down to the river, lovely serene place for refreshments.
Over Clifford Bridge to the place where millions of daffodils grow, but not today, was well covered with the all consuming bracken, shame!
Still following the very tame Teign river, but showing the signs of very turbulent past. An early lunch was peacefully taken before arriving at our original destination Steps Bridge.
3rd. Then things started to a weensy bit wrong. Trying to get back to the cars the track became narrower and narrower until we were in a head high jungle of bracken, brambles slapping you in the face and low branches attacking your head  then through ancient unnamed packhorse lanes. In fact I think we discovered them!!
Finally out on modern roads to Doccombe, pretty village.
The up some more lanes and back to the cars.
What was supposed to be approx. 6½ miles was nearer 10 !!!!

Never mind .... Challenge done. X
PS
     Tina Turner was phenomenal
      "Simply the best"
And I danced all evening in my seat
Yay !!!!! Just like all the rest.

Brenda

WW 25th June 2025

An astounding new house is being built just below Hexworthy Green overlooking the Dart valley- what a view. We couldn’t remember there being a building there at all, but there was, as it was stated in the planning permission.

Off down the road, then taking the old track to Hooten Wheals, now much deteriorated even difficult to follow in places. Once out on the open moor the track suddenly improved passing Horse Ford Cross and the ruined house to cross the O Brook on the substantial granite bridge. On to Henroost  and then Skir Gut. The plan was to cross the workings and head up to Ter Hill crosses on a track but after a cuppa a snap decision was made to head straight down to Deep Swincombe, maybe not the shortcut it seemed, there were signs of tracks in places but nothing but tussock in others. Down the huge gert to reach the water board track passing Swincombe Bridge (unfortunately without its rightful fairy).

The Forest Inn was advertised as being open until 10.00 - AND IT WAS so a swift pint and off home.

A good moorland walk among lots of extensive digging.

Mike

TWW 24th June 2025

 

Now that made a very nice change.

With the forecast of mist, drizzle and a cooling breeze, out from Belstone Green. The general consensus was that it actually was raining - but never mind. Along the road to pop out onto the moor on the gritty track. Round as the mist came and went - but mainly came. Soon we were at Nine Maidens, confusingly also known as 17 brothers. Neat tracks led us down about and over to Scarey Tor where the East Okement could be heard rumbling below - no one seemed keen for a dip. Steeply up to the top track to Winter Tor where good shelter was found for a cuppa. Back and across the track up to Higher Tor which certainly loomed large out of the mist. Along the ridge ticking off all the Belstone Tors and Irishman's Wall. A wee track was found to take us east and down. Through the gate to check on the tractors - all much the same. And back to the cars and The Tors. Rather an odd menu - American? The sensible had very nice looking starters whilst the rest had to make do with huge dinners.

A very nice, proper Dartmoor day to be out and about.