WW 19th August 2026

 

One of those evenings when you just know something is going to happen. A nice showery day, lots of lovely clouds, a good breeze and an 8:30 sunset. Pork Hill, the perfect place to go. A pause to let a large herd of ponies take the track. Fabulous visibility, so gently up to Middle where a 'wild' camper was failing to inflate. Onward to Great. Signs of a shower heading our way, way out west - but, seemingly making no progress. On to Roos to find a bit of shelter from the incoming rain. And then it happened, slowly at first, just a bit of vertical rainbow, and then the full effect, brighter and brighter. Time for a quick snap, find a suitable rock for a pic and, out of nowhere, a completely soaked bloke arrived and took our picture. How lucky can you get? All cold and wet by now, quite the novelty. Down to the workings and on to Beckamoor Dip where lots of ponies were gathered. Plenty of grass there and a few puddles in the dew pond. So, maybe for the first time, a chance to stand on the island. Up to Cox for the sunset and down the wide, wide track. All brown grass here, not a blade for the ponies. Back to the cars to put on the heater to warm up. On to the Whitty in good time where we were treated to a bloke at the bar demonstrating golf swings to a young lady and she responded by teaching him how to play polo - you couldn't make it up.

What a truly fabulous evening!

WW 12th August 2026

 

Where to go for the eclipse? Somewhere high up, clear views over Cornwall, nice and quiet ... Belstone of course. And that is just what everybody else decided. Belstone was absolutely rammed, cars parked everywhere and loads of people walking up to the ridge. The enterprising folk from Dartmoor Lime Company had even driven their pickup all the way to the flagpole to get out their deckchairs. Still it was quite a sight. A really nice partial eclipse with the moon nearly covering the sun. I suppose it did get slightly darker and it certainly was cooler - mind you that might have been due to the nice, brisk breeze. Out along the lovely ridge and down to the main track. Along, along to check on the bubblers, a nice new gate but no developments at all. Back to the village which was steadily emptying. So, that's it until 2090 - hope I can remember where I put those eclipse glasses.

TWW 11th August 2026

 

Unfortunately I was unable to lead the walk as we were looking after Meg, my son’s very elderly dog. She’s blind, deaf and incontinent so I didn’t like to leave her all day. I hope someone does the same for me when I get to that stage.

Starting from the  village Car Park behind the Church and Pub (shame the pub doesn’t open till 4pm on Tuesdays) they took the footpath down past the allotments to Rectory Wood and on through Drewston Wood to finally pop out on the road to Fingle Bridge. They made good time so had to wait a while till the pub opened at 11.  Drinks and cake duly enjoyed they headed west along the north side of the river Teign through Hannicombe and Whiddon Woods. 

On past the Weir and salmon leaps to Combe footbridge.  Notices asking people not to swim or allow dogs in the river to protect the spawning salmon were often ignored. Too many dogs and careless owners equals too few salmon I’m afraid.

Lunch was taken at Hunters Tor with wonderful views over the valley. Then on along the top path past Sharp Tor before 

turning up hill across Piddledown Common following the Two Moors Way signs back to Drewsteignton.

The general consensus was that it was a good walk for another hot sunny day with new ground for some.

Stella

WW 5th August 2026

 

A WONDERFUL WOODLAND EXPLORATION

It was a bit chilly when we got out of the cars at the tiny hamlet of Zoar. Wind-proofs  donned we set off on the usual route past Creason Farm down the lane past Chilly wood and on to Hill Bridge. A beautiful bridge with gaps for flood water as the Tavy can rise up to 7ft, not now though. The river was very low and unusually quiet, even the birds seemed to have gone to bed. Starting along the leat we soon turned down to the more challenging river path. An interesting looking diversion took us into the old woodland past huge rocks (when does a rock become a Tor?) We soon popped out onto the river path again by a waterfall and swimmable pool. A perfect spot for a cuppa and maybe a swim walk another time.

Next we found the lovely Royal Ferns and the orchid field. A few dried flower heads of Devils Bit Scabious, Saw-wort and Knapweed remained but the ground was still surprisingly damp. Another interesting little path into the wood lead us back up to the leat and finally out onto the sunken Green lane that was once the main road between Peter Tavy and Horndon.

Past the houses onto the road we saw a man with a camera, what was he doing? A piece about the risks of Moorland fires for ITV he said. We might be on the tele he said. But no, we ended up on the cutting room floor I guess.

A pint in the Mary Tavy Inn was a refreshing end to a pleasant evening.

There’s always a little adventure to be had.

Stella

TWW 4th August 2026

 

Well that really was the most pleasant weather. Who would have thought we would relish a walk in the rain? A fine team set off from Postbridge with the promise of cooler weather and showers. Out along by the East Dart to the gate to the open moor. Great visibility made it easy to spot the vital stile on the skyline. And the rain came in with some relishing the opportunity to be cool and wet. I wonder how long that novelty will last? Over to the waterfalls for a welcome break for elevenses. By a very low river to Cut Hill Stream which really was just a ruddy dribble. Very neatly up the range posts with the soft, bouncy ground making for easy going. By the peat pass and round Cut Hill as Fur Tor hove into view. A pleasant, brisk breeze made a nice spot for lunch. Signs of squalls rolling in from Cornwall but they all just missed. Time to head back the same way - all very nice. To the cars after a long walk in perfect conditions.

WW 29th July 2026

 

Gutter Tor.

Just me and him this evening. The weather was still bone dry so a double crossing of the Plym was in order. Off on Edward’s path ( always a joy ) to Didsworthy Warren House, then following the track to the ford at the foot of the Shavercombe. No problem with the crossing. Up to Shavercombe Tor and on to the lovely waterfall, which did still have some water flowing but somewhat obscured by large sycamores. A steep climb up onto Giants Hill where it was decided to avoid the field of thistles. ( since when have we had thistles growing up here in the tussock). Hard going through molina grass which seemed to be twice as high as usual. Eventually short grass was found to lead us down to the Langcombe Brook and Plym steps. Another easy crossing. Then upwards to contour above Giants Basin and cross Drizzle Combe. Tracks fading again in the tussock. Now there was supposed to be the rising of a full Buck Moon at about 9.20 so we waited - after about 20min still no show. So we headed for the track to the cars in fading light. Then suddenly there it was, full, rosy red and impressive.  Needless to say we missed the pub. ( but not the moon ).

        Mike

TWW 28th July 2026

 

Today’s walk started from the massive viaduct in Ivybridge. We walked under the shade of trees alongside the river Erme. Soon we walked away from the dog walkers & people picnicking & our group of 10 had the trail to ourselves. We left the woodland, headed across fields of newly planted trees & on towards Harford Church & a long uphill lane to Harford Moor gate. We had coffee by the river & lunch was  perched on large rocks with far reaching views.

Our route took us through some squishy ground, surprising after such a dry spell but it was a swift reminder of what to expect when this wonderful dry warm spell breaks. Open moorland finally gave way to a rubble lane taking us back to Ivybridge. We had enjoyed another beautiful Dartmoor day but were ready now to put our feet up.

Thanks, Colin & Amber

WW 22nd July 2026

 

Still warm ...

From Merrivale Bridge, out along the track to Longash Farm. Met the new resident, very pleased that it is a young family absolutely delighted to be living there. Over Little Wonder bridge with quite a lot of water in the Pila brook. Along to the gateway with fabulous views to the forbidden tor. Up by Hucken and over the stile. The moor is very, very dry. There has been no rain for weeks now. Up to the tramway and round by the corbels. To the Blacksmiths Shop for a snack, as usual. Round by Sailor's Home Quarry to the railway line. A few people about this evening enjoying the fabulous views. A most pleasant breeze from the north arrived and we actually felt somewhat cool! Down and back, easily over the Pila Brook to the Longstone and stone rows. To the Dartmoor Inn - worth a try. They were packing up, mopping the floor, but made us very welcome. So we sat outside as the sun set, drinking our beer and feeding the midges.

A fine evening to be out on the moor.

TWW 21st July 2026

 

Heathfield Down, Cornwood.

It was still hot with minimal breeze as we set off up the road to West Rook Gate. We used to drive up here and park just before the gate, no chance of that now! Out onto the open moor with a short steep climb followed by a long slow drag up to Penn Beacon and a stop for a drink. Charlie thought this was as high as we were going, but no a bit further up to Shell Top. A bit of a breeze here gave some relief from the heat. Down past the settlement enclosure to try and connect with the track around the clay works. There was some difficulty finding a way through the gorse and deep gullies but we got there in the end. Following the white road as it reflected the sun in our faces there appeared a small path off to our right between some large ponds and a line of crags. So off we set contouring nicely just above the ponds but suddenly after the point of no return it became obscured by rhododendron, gorse and brambles. After a battle it turned into a small stream before emerging onto a major track next to a gate which had notices fixed to the other side saying NO ADMITTANCE and warning of numerous hazards in the quarry area - no mention of overgrown paths! Over the gate and down the road a bit to stop in the shade of a lovely oak wood for lunch. It was just left to walk down towards the road and turn left through Newpark wood and Sheraleers wood to the cars.

      Mike.

WW 15th July 2026

 

It was still 26 degrees as we headed up to West Down. More cars than a wet Wednesday in February. Dog walkers.

We headed over towards Highertown to the unusually dry path down through the woods to the river. Down down down. We met  a group of sweaty kids and adults pushing bikes up waiting for us to pass. Glad of a rest I guess.

On down  and along the ever lovely Walkham to meet the Tavy at Double waters. Instead of the usual coffee stop here we carried on along the river to where there used to be a fisherman’s shelter, long gone now. But no…….more bikers! Big boys this time, so we had to make do with a grassy patch before the spoil heaps. The river looked inviting enough for a dip crystal clear peat tinged water but we have to be back by 9 they said to check up on the football and so we were.

A pleasant walk in the relative cool of the evening.

Shame they lost.

Stella

TWW 14th July 2026

A select few arrived at the airfield and managed to cram into one car.  Just as well as there was only one space left in the main parking area at South Brent. 

All parked up, kitted up and sun creamed up, we set off on a warm sunny day, with thankfully a bit of cooling breeze.  Yes, it was up and then more up, and then just for a change a bit more up!  Apologies to those who were mislead by me saying the ‘up’ didn’t go on for long and was gentle – “honest”!!

The start was along the river to the beautiful Lydia Bridge – there were people taking a cooling dip, maybe we should have stayed and done so too.  However up the road we went and along the old drift lane, originally used by wool jobbers and clay diggers – it wouldn’t have been too bad? If the bl*%*^ horse flies had left us alone.  Finally escaped out on to the open Moor at the magnificent gates below Corringdon Ball, with the wonderful balls on top of the gate posts.  A stop for a cuppa in the shade of the gate walls and then to admire the Neolithic Chambered tomb – “oldest constructions of man to remain on Dartmoor” at 42m x 18m and 2.4m high.

Along to cross the East Glaze Brook, beautiful views across to Piles Hill.  Somewhere in the grass and bracken are several stone rows and even concentric stone circles but so well hidden it was difficult to make out.  Onwards to Glasscombe Corner and across the West Glaze Brook.  Contouring round and then down the valley, across the Scad Brook to find a small clump of trees providing some welcome shade for a picnic.  Refreshed, replenished and missing sun glasses located we continued on down to Owley Moor Gate and down another wonderful green lane to pick up the road back to Lydia Bridge.  More people swimming.  You have to get the consent of the County Surveyor to drive a locomotive across it, you know.

Feeling rather hot so no time to visit the lovely Church – it has something in common with Canterbury Cathedral.

Back to the car.  And yes, yet again, no medieval long house- though there is apparently a very well preserved one somewhere above Glaze Meet but too far off the route and definitely too ensconced in the bracken! 

Jane

WW 8th July 2026

 

I thought no-one would come.

I thought 10 min walk on my own and back home to watch tennis.
I thought wrong !
Two turned up, one a welcome visitor.
So, up the well worn track, past all the devastation caused by severe weather and the felling of timber. It doesn't seem to look any better, still looks like a warzone.
Several new tracks laid for the trampers. Too hot for them to be out.
Down to the southern edge of the Bellever plantation following the wall on to the open moors, still in dappled shade and cutting up the sheep track to the iconic Tor itself.
Stunning views, a gentle breeze for comfort, it must have been a sacred meeting place so many years ago.
Two young lads also appreciating it all, jumping down from rock to rock.
I felt a moment of absolute envy and then felt thankful I could still do it even if it's on my bottom !
A quick drink taking in the views, (food for the soul) and back down to the shady track and back to the car.

Two Bridges made us very welcome and back home to water the garden.

Brenda

TWW 7th July 2026

 

We are the INVINCIBLES !

Or are we the "MAD DOGS and ENGLISHMEN" brigade ?
All of that I reckon, but with a strong sense of self preservation too as we set off from the arboretum at Burrator.
This was going to be a mystery walk, go where you like as long as it was in the shade, as so it was !
Picking our way through the very dry arboretum, very pleasant, finding a way through the wire fence into Roughtor plantation.
Up a sunny, very pretty track back into the shade and found the rather intriguing Rough tor, well hidden with it's various "torlets"
There are about nine named outcrops but we stopped at, I think, East Rough tor with the interesting rock basin.
Down to the "hellish" mountain bike trail. How do those totally fearless bikers go down that?
We descended on our bottoms hanging on to tree stumps for dear life.
Down to the track and well deserved and much needed drink.
Across Narracott Ford, love this place, down the track and cutting off left to find the arboretum again.
All safe if not sound after our little adventure.
Back to the Burrator Inn for lunch which was "nice", and home !

Brenda

WW 1st July 2026

 

All a bit odd really - a parked van by the road, something under a blanket, a lady with a large bunch of lilies, all jolly suspicious. So slowed to ask if all OK - "Yes fine". So off we went.

A most pleasant evening after all that blasted sunshine. Cloudy and cool with really great visibility. Out from Whiteworks remembering when we were last here stumbling about in the dark. Not this evening, we could see Goldsmith's from the road. So out across a very dry mire and up the now quite well established pony track to the cross. Of course, lots and lots of orchids - seem to be everywhere. Up and over the wall into Whealham Bottom - such a wonderful name Whealham Bottom. Easily along the reave to the lonely incised cross and along. Lots of excited chatter in the far distance and a set of beautiful MSR tents. A super place to really wild camp. A large group of girls from Badminton School having a great time on their gold Duke of Edinburgh. So, so nice to see youngsters enjoying the moor. By an almost dry leat back to the car and on to the Prince. Absolutely empty - not even Bill; must be on his hols. So splashed out on two halves and a bag of crisps. Then a group of five youths turned up and took their pints out.

It still is quite odd to be in a completely empty pub. A really nice evening to be out and about on a favourite piece of moor.

TWW 30th June 2026

 

A basic route today, and as always, our RV, Combestone Tor, gave us it’s typical weather, black skies and a cool wind that promoted us to put on an extra layer before we descended down to the fields adjacent to Combestone Farm.

At the access gate to the field full of sheep, a distressed young sheep looked us in the eye for help – its mother was on the other side of the gate and it wanted to be re-united for a delayed breakfast. So, gate duly opened, the young sheep dashed through. We were touched to see the sheep do a ‘thanks mate’ leap, or maybe a mid-air klick of its hooves as it passed us!

From the farm we picked up the track where we passed an amazing display of wild orchids still in bloom, concentrated in a semi-wet patch. The track was a bit stoney rough, but at least mostly dried out from recent hot temperatures.

We stopped for a cuppa and snack on a grassy bank over looking Luckey Tor below and Sharp and Yar Tors in the far distant over the deep valley where the River Dart was starting its long journey. At one point during this stop heavy drizzle started, only to quickly stop for the sun’s return.

The track eventually took us to the Water Works and Venford Reservoir where we picked up the gated path by the side of the water, After we had ‘read’ all the gate warning notices / picture of dogs, that basically meant South West Water just about tolerated dogs. I didn’t explain this to Huey!

Leaving the reservoir via a style and an improvised escape hole in the railings (dogs only), we cut the walk slightly short to detour through thick bracken in the general direction of Horn’s Cross. This took us to a small steam where we had our picnics and Huey had a chance to cool down in the cool water and to play with a tennis ball, lost on its way to Wimbledon no doubt, but ‘served’ as a plaything whilst we ate.

By the time we reached Horn’s Cross the sun was in full heat as we looked at the heavy calibre bullet pock marks on the Cross’s granite surface, a reminder maybe of a different type of heat that would have been present during 1944.

All downhill now from the Cross, and back to the cars, have dodged a few showers, but thankfully no bullets, but a decent walk!

Charlie

WW 24th June 2026

 

So, where to go on a sultry, humid evening with no wind ?
Grenofen Bridge! that's where.
Under the trees, next to the river, relatively level. Perfecto !!
All went well,  the world, his family and pet dogs, all enjoying the coolness of an evening dip in the River Walkham before it joined the Tavy at Double waters.
The steep bit by Buckator was surprisingly not too bad and the track levelled out until breaking out through the rocks to Double Waters.
Off with shoes and socks and feet in water whilst refreshment taken.
Ah bliss!!
A few midges about but the fish weren't jumping and it was too early for bats.
Even the babies (fish) weren't interested in our feet like they usually are.
Quick discussion as to whether to return over the bridge and up hill or return the way we came.
We thought there was a fire but 'twas only a BBQ next to the river.
Most exciting thing of interest was a shiny Dung beetle or Dor beetle trying to rock a dollup of dog poo backwards and forwards. It gave up after a while and scuttled off in a proper strop.
So a rather pleasant evening.

Brenda

TWW 23rd June 2026

 

Now that was actually somewhat warm!

An early start for our holiday. To the super quiet Barbican for the 0915 ferry; a wonderful trip across the Hoe and on to the Royal William Yard. A short wait, then a transfer to another ferry to Cremyll. Round through the fabulous gardens and up the steep hill to the Barrow Centre. Nice time for a slight snack and a coffee. Up, out and along round the tracks to the top of the hill. Where a huge enclosure and great big circus tent is being set up for the Morvala Festival. Looks great and just £100 for a full weekend. Somehow we found a way through the fences to get to Maker Church. Thank Goodness!, all so nice and cool, we must have spent nearly a quarter of an hour cooling down. But all too soon time to head back out into the heat. Through the fields to the beckoning tents of Maker Heights. To The Canteen for lunch and what a fabulous place it is. I don't know anywhere you can get a better, beautifully presented luncheon. Nice time to head steadily down to Kingsand and Cawsand. The ferry soon gravelled its way up the beach and we set off home. Three ferries - what a place to live.

Back to the Barbican and the very welcome embrace of an air conditioned car. 32C it said and I can well believe it. What a nice day out!

WW 17th June 2026

 We parked in the unusually empty car park of the Rifle Volunteer. Sad to see such a good pub closed. So many closed. It seems only the big chains can keep going.

So on down the ancient footpath to Sylvia’s Meadow. The gate had been left open for us by Stuart, East Cornwall Reserves Officer.

A bit of a disappointment, the Orchids were rather sparse, just a few Butterfly and Heath Spotted. The grass was very long, I guess because it was no longer grazed by the donkeys since the Donkey Park closed. So with very wet feet we headed on down to Calstock.

There’s always something going on in Calstock. Stopping for a quick coffee we watched some locals putting rowing boats away as others played bowls in the village hall plus the usual crowd enjoying a pint outside the Club.

The tide was in so it was a pleasant stroll along the river. Twitterings in the reeds were identified by Merlin as Reed Warblers and more twittering further on as Sedge Warblers. Sharp eyed Brenda managed to catch a glimpse of them and Raz spied a tall Heron. Apparently glow worms can be seen later when it gets dark.

We found the youth of the village in the Tamar watching the England and Croatia match. Very lively there!

Stella

TWW 16th June 2026

 

An indeterminate dawn and swirling mizzle preceded our Sheepstor/Ringmoor walk but clearing skies and a dry ascent from Park Inn parking (Joey’s Lane).

At Maiden Tor we turned right and soon a large pillow mound to be viewed. A lovely dry place to be a rabbit in the 19th century until it wasn't  !!

The Sheepstor Warrener's early abode came in view, possibly only used seasonally in latter years when the Ware family were accommodated at Ditsworthy farm.

A kite soared overhead and chattering "Activity Week " children skirted boulders below the tor. 

More evidence of pillow mounds along the track and a hunt for vermin traps at the base of Sheepstor "held off" for when the bracken is lower !!

Following the Longstone Leat and then the fine corn ditch bordering Yellowmead farmlands we descended towards Yellowmead circles and as mists swirled above destination Gutter Tor we stayed down in the circles for a cuppa.

A misty ascent of Gutter Tor to the trigpoint and a quick visit to the longhouse not far from our route to Ringmoor Cottage. Down Portland Lane to Sheepstor and a quick visit to the church and evidence of the Ware family who farmed rabbits at Sheepstor and Ditsworthy. Celia commemorated in a stained-glass window, she was the village teacher, young wife of warrener William and we saw evidence of many Wares buried in the churchyard.

Their entrepreneurial farming activity sustained for many centuries.

Back to cars and into the valley now where a Nicholas Ware was once landlord of the Royal Oak.

A pleasant and efficiently delivered meal and a return of the rain.

More moor farms next time !!

Anne

WW 10th June 2026

 

Now that was absolutely fabulous, all this damp, cool weather had been just right for the early summer flowers. Such an unprepossessing piece of land, looks like a useless boggy, overgrown field. But, it is just full, full of flowers. The orchids were everywhere, in glades. So much to see, so many to spot, so wonderful. So slowly, slowly, slowly down we went, stopping all the time for a new delight. Just time to drop by the reservoir and round to Norsworthy Bridge for a cuppa before heading back up to the leat and cars.

On to the Burrator Inn which was very busy, for a cooling draught.

Fabulous! 

TWW 9th June 2026

It was good to see all had followed the instructions and arrived at the right car park in Bude without any problems. 

Michael and Linda came to see us all before we started the walk. Unfortunately they were unable to join us having made prior arrangements before I put up details of the walk.

The start was via the Co-op car park and unfortunately the leader missed the sign post hidden behind a camper van so after a quick turn round it was off across the golf course to walk through the upmarket holiday parks to the north of Bude. With the early departure to get to Bude and early coffee stop was required and the coffee shop in the first park provided just what was needed.

It was then on through back lanes into Poughill to visit St Olaf's Church and its large graveyard which goes back to the 13th Century. Onwards through the recently sown fields and country lanes to eventually arrive at Northcott Cove where lunch on the beach was in order just at high tide. Lunch was accompanied by myriad of Sand Martins flying in and out of their nests.

Lunch over it was then along the cliffs to have an ice cream and then the Sea Pool where discretion was the better part of valour and swimming was abandoned due to strong and cold winds. It was then a short walk back to the car park.

See you when we are back in the middle of August.

Peter 

WW 3rd June 2026

 

And quite suddenly there it wasn't.

Quite a shower as we headed to the Fox and Hounds, but all calm on arrival. Out to the moor past the fields where lots of work is taking place. Just what is going on? Could it just be tidying up or are there other plans? And at the top the most beautiful stone wall being built, a true work of art. Along and down wondering if the Lyd would be passable but all just fine. Gently up with great views and heavy showers powering past to the north and south. Up to the most fabulous hawthorn and on to Arms. Little Links beckoned and the track made height gain easy before contouring round to Little, clearly visible on the horizon - and then it wasn't. Heavy rain on our backs pushed us along easing just as we turned into the wind. Down toward Great Nodden to find shelter with the most fantastic crepuscular rays and patches of sunshine. By the Lyd to easily cross the ford and back up to the main track. To the welcoming Fox and Hounds in good time for a refreshing pint.

A very nice evening to be out and about.

TWW 2nd June 2026

 

An intrepid group met at the Airfield to share cars – the start of the walk was from a small space along the road so only room for 2 or 3 cars.  We all managed to squeeze into 2 cars – so good to go. Off we set through windy lanes and found space to park – phew! no one else was there.  Out we all jumped and headed on up to New Waste!  Those of you who remember will know that there used to be parking here but a certain Landowner decided he didn’t want cars there ….. so hence the need to fit into small spaces on the road,

Anyway, we passed the Water works and made it on to the open Moors with wide views back down to Plymouth and the sea.  At this point the rather cloudy and windy weather decided to add a rain shower and water proofs were donned.  And then, of course, it stopped!  Heyho – on wards and upwards to the lonely Hillson’s House perched on top of Stalldown Barrow.  Who was Hillson? An abandoned child found out on the Hill – hence his name?  Did he live there as a hermit or was he a clockmaker ….. who knows.  However it made a good place to pause for a cuppa with wonderful views and to contemplate the remote wild south Moor which we rarely get to visit.

Across to the magnificent stone row – it may have originally been longer, but still impressive.  A wander on then over somewhat tussocky ground – sorry! – to skirt Ranny Brook head – yes it was a bit soggy in places – and pause to visit the lonely cist. Passing through the bronze age settlement with numerous hut circle to head to the Yealm.

Yes, I know it was my walk and therefore people assumed there would be no water crossings – all I can say was that when we recced it there was considerably less water and even I got across easily.  Hmmm…..  not so this time.  3 waded across an alleged ford – very wet feet.  1 tried a crossing that led to slightly wet feet.  1 made it across safely and dryly.  1 “leapt like a gazelle” and also made it dry.  And then there was 1 who went for the full immersive option, oh dear!

After these adventures a stop for lunch, a nice view of the Steps and a bit of a dry off was called for.  Refreshed we headed on and down through the beautiful Dendles Waste and Wood.  Following the track and out onto the road we then wended our way back and steeply up (sorry about that Brenda!) to the waiting cars.

In the end the weather was good walking weather – sunny intervals, a bit of breeze and only the one or two light showers.  Oh yes, and not a single longhouse!

Jane

WW 27th May 2026

 

Brenda is like a little cork. She was “Dying” after the hot walk in the woods yesterday but here she is again ready for more punishment!

It was a short walk in the woods but unfortunately we live in a valley so it was up past the Power Station, up past the Reservoir that supplies the water to the Power Station on along the canal that supplies the water from Tavistock to the Reservoir, over the road to the Canal Portal where a nice new information board told us all about it. People just got on and built amazing things in those days.

Then up again through the woods being serenaded by a very vocal thrush to the next nice new board that told us all about the incline railway.

Then a quick photo stop looking down to Gunnislake and St Anne’s Chapel, then at last - down, down back to number 10 and a very pleasant drink and chat in the garden as the pub is only open in the evenings at weekends.

Stella

TWW 26th May 2026

 

So, so hot. Hottest day of year so far.
Warnings galore, don't go out in the midday sun.
But, we can't leave a gap in our walking itinerary.    It's just not done !
So the route is shortened, changed to accommodate this killer heat, bit like evolution really.
Off down the usual track to the no name pudding stone with benchmark to the iconic old packhorse bridge of Hisley.
Following the right hand turn to Lower Hisley farm, apparently up for sale with 41 acres for £1,250,000.
Bargain if you have the money for modernisation!
It has quite a history.
Through the farm barns and upwards through Hisley woods past the dramatic Gradnor Rocks half hidden in the trees. T'was here we saw a tiny shrew, a first for us I think. 2inches long,  not a rodent but more closely related to moles and hedgehogs.
Well fancy that !
On, on to the delightful path leading to Pethybridge or locally known as Heavens Gate. Time for hydrating drinks as an enormous aircraft (Hercules says Charlie) roared overhead at treetop height. Damn frightening, shouldn't be allowed !!
We saw the biggest oil beetle ever seen 2inches long 3/4 inch wide. A real Big Daddy!
I was so excited as I took a photo that I didn't press the button properly so unfortunately no fab photo.
Raz watched another devouring a buttercup, fascinating !
Took the track down to the Clam Bridge, was it still there or destroyed by the storms.
It was still there a bit bashed and bruised  but still surviving, I do hope "they" can "mend" it.
Decision to follow the river was tricky but interesting . Lunch stop perched on a convenient fallen tree watching birds,  insects and very striking iridescent blue butterflies.
Moving on, back to the pudding stone and the long trek uphill back to the cars.
That nearly finished me off.
Never mind,  we did it !
Most people would have  stayed at home.

Brenda

WW 20th May 2026

 

 

Not too bad an evening at all to set out from the dam. Below the dam a solitary goose and what looked like a Muscovy Duck - could it be Jerry (Terry's name)?  Perhaps he has finally found a pal. By the muddy track to Sheepstor Dam and there was Jerry, on his own as usual, standing on one leg. Still, nice to see him. Into the woods to find the new trail. No problem as the ponies had bashed it down. But, no, back out again nearly where we started - hey ho. Along the top of the wall by the old road. Always nice to be by the reservoir. Quite full so a slight diversion needed. Out and over to the arboretum, all coming to life after the clearance. Should be a good year for foxgloves. To Middleworth and the bench for a nice cuppa. The track is much improved, perhaps for the trampers. Over the bridges and back onto the 'inner footpath'. Not only do we have to look out for Operation Leviathan but Deep Mud - scary place. Along, along by the dog walking areas with the birds loudly chirruping. And back to the cars. On to a very quiet Burrator Inn for a refreshing drink.

A very nice evening with not a drop of rain.

TWW 19th May 2026

 

A drizzly start and miserable forecast for the Lostwithiel to St Winnow walk.

A slow beginning,  with a lorry to creep round on to bridge, and then level crossing barriers coming down before we headed south and soon turning right on to a smaller track.

Building projects to be admired and a steep rocky lane with its mini ford and bridglet to slither down. A path off right chosen with splendid views of the grand Newham House and herds of sheep, cows and calves on our side of the valley.

Now came a stile into dark woodlands where all hell must have broken loose in January gales.

We went over/ under /around eight fallen giants not without some difficulty. Eventually we exited the nightmare assault course and through the boatyard to a coffee stop on the pontoon.

Next we went in to the ancient church of St Winnow Barton with its carved bench ends, "tricky" bells and 400 year-old stained glass windows.

On the road again we didn't get far, an amazing farm museum to tour, a farm stall and a closed-on-Tuesdays snack shack.

Time to speed up and again the level crossing barriers were down !

 A swift hike up through the town to a nice lunch at the Royal Oak in Duke Street. 

And we'd seen "Unseen Cornwall " on a surprisingly fine day  !!

Anne

WW 13th May 2026

 

Will it rain?

Will anyone turn up?
Will the pub be open?
So many questions!!
But in the words of our leader "It'll be fine!"
Walking up to North Hess, all very dry with mysterious piles of rocks everywhere! Views from the trig point are breathtaking even on a dull evening. More shades of beige than shades of grey.
Down towards Hollow Tor, a great tor, I think, usually provides shelter for sheep.
On to Yellowmead track where the old quarry buildings are gradually falling down.
Up and over Foggintor Quarry, peering over the edge to find all is well apart the ravens' nest on the rock face.  Several years it's been missing, such a shame.
Down the long packhorse track which usually has sheep, ponies and cattle. But today, none.
Is this what rewilding means?
Will be a sad sad day if that happens.
Back to the track, but the bubbling spring was no longer there either.
Walking faster, straight down to back door of the P of W, straight in and ordered our drinks.
Success at last!.
All's well that ends well!!

Brenda

TWW 12th May 2026

 

Just, so, so perfect.

You can never be totally sure, it seems to move about by a week or so each year. But this year - perfect; and loads and loads of people out to enjoy them. Both Holwell Lawn and Emsworthy absolutely full of bluebells. Can there ever have been a better year for bluebells? Just as well we only had two cars, as any more and we would have struggled to park. Down to Emsworthy with bluebells in every field as far as we could see. Round by the beautiful mire and, with a nice tea stop, up and out to the top road; lots of cars parked there. Down through Holwell Lawn - the bluebells are absolutely breathtaking. To the beautiful new clapper bridge and along; even the wet places were quite dry. And back to Emsworthy - fabulous. Back and on to the The New Old Inn with a very warm welcome and a fulfilling lunch.

A super morning on the moor.

WW 6th May 2026

 

Four Winds.

And no wind for a change. Across the stream to the Pump House then cutting round the block of enclosed land to a standing stone by the wall enclosing the prison land. Following this with memories of a past wet foggy night trying to find a way through awful tussock and a seemingly never ending barbed wire fence. But tonight was different, even the squelchy bits along the wall were dry. So on to Great Mis Tor to sit near the top for a cuppa, with no wind and beautiful views of the slightly misty surrounding moors. On down through the clitter to a stile into the Merrivale newtake, now much better grazed than in the past so easy going. Back out over another stile to find a lovely little path to take us back to the cars.

The Dartmoor Inn looked open but we opted for the Witty where we knew they still sold “beer”.

Mike

TWW 5th May 2026

 At the bus stop: “Did you get my message” said the lady in the dressing gown.  “I overslept, I’m not joining you”. (It could have been a sketch from Monty Python!)

The bus arrived, and we were whisked off to the old “Cherry Brook Hotel” to start our walk.  Across Muddilake, over Muddilake Brook and on to Prince Hall.  Skylarks larking, Cuckoos cuckooing and swallows swooping.  Could it be that spring has arrived?

Over the bridge and down the track past Moorlands farm,  then a detour to find the remains of the engine house of the West Dart Arial Ropeway  (aka The Brimpts to Princetown Aerial Ropeway) .  An ideal stop for a brew.  Suitably refreshed we pressed on to “Fairy Bridge” to find one and a half fairies in residence.  Somewhat drier here than it was when we visited back in December   Retracing our steps, we stopped to investigate John Bishop’s House.  Then, following the bridle ways parallel to the River Swincombe we arrived at Strane River, and a pleasant spot for lunch.  Past Whiteworks, South Hessary Tor and back to Princetown in time for afternoon tea .  Despite the weather forecast and the threatening dark clouds, not a single drop of rain all day 😊

 Phil

WW 29th April 2026

 

Fabulous

Out from the school, along the lane and past Yeo. Steadily over all the stiles and there they were, gleaming in the fields. Over the ladder stile and the aroma was amazing. Full, full of bluebells, absolutely perfect. Not a time to hurry, a nice gentle ramble up and through. A couple of cows were there softly grazing looking rather guilty that we saw them. They rushed up into their field and as we passed slowly made their way back. Down into Sheepstor to Joey's Lane. Over the double stile where the overgrown footpath has been cut back for the Horseshoe Run - nice. To the seats by the dam, and a sheltered spot from the brisk breeze, for a cuppa. The goose was snoozing as we made our way round and back.

On to the Burrator Inn in good time - quite busy. The new Spring menu is out and looks rather tempting. The soon to be full Flower Moon was shining brightly as we made our way home.

Very nice.

TWW 28th April 2026

 

Wow, what a treat!  Ten walkers kindly came to my first walk in months, it was great to meet and catch up again. What a lovely lot the TWWers are! Shame Charlie, the Collars and Dianne couldn’t make it, but just as well as there was little parking available at the station.

Setting off at a fair pace, we walked past old daffodil fields planted probably before the First World War, with some daffodils still blooming. The path down through the woods was snowy with wild garlic, even more than last year. By Tuckermarsh Quay we checked the topiary and were disappointed that the ‘snail’ was looking rather sad.

The wind was too cold to stop for coffee in our usual place, so we continued in dry weather along the Tamar foreshore (part of the Tamar Discovery trail), gazing longingly towards the Cornish side and the former hotel at Danescombe, which looked really smart. Without my crib notes in hand,(I’d forgotten them) we talked a bit about the construction of the amazing viaduct in 1904-7, connecting the railway from Bere Alston to the East Cornwall Mineral Line.  Just as if ordered, a train crossed it and Anne took a great photo. The ferry across to Caslstock would make part of an interesting walk, but I hadn’t ordered the right tide, so no chance today!

After noting the chapel in the woods above Cotehele, where Richard, Earl of Edgcumbe and a Royalist, managed to outwit his enemies by throwing his hat in the river so they assumed he’d drowned, we stopped for coffee at the picnic tables by Ward Mine, now overgrown with nettles. Are we the only ones to use them?

We pressed on through South Ward Farm and rediscovered the handkerchief tree, looking glorious. Then we plunged through Braunder woods and started the steep incline to Braunder Farm, stopping for lunch with a glorious view of the Tamar looking towards Halton Quay of BBC fame (that dreadful ‘Beyond Paradise’ programme with the great local views).

And thence to the station again. So good to see the group. Many thanks for coming along.

Liz

WW 22nd April 2026

 

Short walk this beautiful evening.
Short but dramatic. Oh yes!
Three of us made our way down Two Bridges road towards prison leat (part of Devon port leat) where I was saved by Stella from being run over.
Didn't see it or hear it. Oh dear, and it wasn't even electric!
Over the wall to the relative safety of the leat footpath. Said leat very well maintained but for how much longer I wonder?
Through the gate that warns us we are now on Duchy property..... So!
Remember when Raz wondered on to the prison enclosure and couldn't get out? That was so funny.
Taking the sometimes boggy path down to the clapper by the river and on to Eleven Arches (viaduct).
Seems to be higher and narrower now than it was but it was crossed safely on the path. To think back in the day, the children used to cycle over it.
Looking up, there it was, a red kite wheeling around and round mobbed by a mob? of crows.
Carrying on following the leat until it reaches the weir, locally known as Boys Pool.
Backup the track to look at the two cemeteries. The American, impeccably kept, the French not so much.
Following the forbidden path around the prison wall we were met by a security man who appeared to be holding a gun! Stella thought it was a skateboard!  Reality, it a bit of plastic garbage he'd picked up.
"You shouldn't be here" he says.
"Sorry" I say " we took a wrong turning but didn't think it would matter as there are no inmates".
"Yes it does "he says.  Anyway we enjoyed a nice conversation about cemeteries and kites before we were pointed in the direction of the road.
So, will we get a drink tonight in the Prince or won't we?
Front door locked, back door open....yay! In we dashed, success!!

So lesson learned, get to pub before 9 o'clock.
Get served!🍺

Brenda X