WW 30th September 2026

 

  Leeden Tor.

Up the hill in the gathering gloom to find the tors. Down to Ingra Tor. We were both sure there was a good path but it didn’t materialise even when we switched on head torches. The lights of Rotrundle led us down around the bracken below the tor to the old railway track. On along this for some way, past the remains of a distinctive tree - now deceased unfortunately. We eventually came to the pit, more like a quarry really, to find the tussock and bracken was not too bad, so we picked our way up to the main road heading for Peek Hill. Due to wandering through varying terrain we were a bit left of centre. No worries, up a nice track to the ridge leading to Sharpitor which we passed on our right to pick up the track down to the car park. It was now spotting with rain but not enough to warrant  waterproofs.

On to the ever reliable Burrator Inn but very few customers there. By the time we had finished our pints we were the last to leave.

      Mike

TWW 29th September 2026

 Belstone - South Zeal - Sticklepath.

When we got out of the cars at Belstone it was blowing a gale so rain coats and hats donned we set off down to the river Taw. Following the left hand path we soon found ourselves on a nice little path following the river and NO wind,  Lovely.  On, On following Hash sawdust to find the first footbridge to cross the river to find the next one to cross back. Not so easy, it was hidden in the trees, so we soon found ourselves meeting the Belstone road so - Check Back. This bridge has the words from the Ring of Bright Water engraved on the hand rail. Lovely!

Then a fork in the path lead us up and more up which was a bit of a surprise, I hadn’t looked at the map closely enough to notice how close together the contour lines were.  (Sorry Brenda).  So up, up, up and once we were up it was down, down, down to Ford Farm. Beautifully restored buildings, neat and tidy yard. Not much farming goes on here me thinks.

Reaching South Zeal we turned left onto the old A30 for the last half mile to Sticklepath. The Taw River was nice but surprisingly busy, we waited a long time to be fed. Some wanted their usual post lunch nap but no we had to walk back on the other side of the river.

A bit of road then a nice wide path but the those pesky contours again led us up to Skaigh, sounds quite Scottish, then along a lovely flat path above the river, it was probably a leat at one time and so finally back to the Green where we were met by the wind again.

Stella

WW 23rd September 2026

 

The Equinox, with the Harvest Moon due to bloom and the ISS scheduled, better have a jolly good plan.

Out from Princetown with the lovely moon already high in the sky and a super red view over Plymouth to the Eddystone. The Meavy was just about moving so all well there. Out along the track nice and gently toward Foggintor. A really super evening with the light gently easing. Quite cool for a change so a sheltered spot was found by the quarry for a warming cuppa. Already time for torches but the bright moon kept the horizon in view. Toward Yellowmead and up seeking Hollow. After all these years it is still surprising how different the moor is in the dark. Often new features arise and the tors shuffle about. So, we found a really huge quarry which is never there in daylight. Soon Hollow appeared on the skyline. Along the very good track to the beckoning lights of North Hessary. All looking good for our ISS sighting. We were well entertained by the paralumens being fired on Merrivale Range - £30 a pop! So to the building, being careful to avoid the icicles, right on time. And then just as we reached the trig point the mist rolled in so no chance of the ISS. Still we were there, so if it had been there we would have seen it. Nevermind, down from the tor and after descending no more than 20m - out of the mist. So, ever hopeful, torches off and it soared across the sky being slowly snuffed out as it headed for the moon - superb. Nicely down to the lights of Princetown and in good time for a draught at the Prince. But all locked up - so home we went after a most pleasant Autumnal walk.

TWW 22nd September 2026

 

Before I start a bit of background on the Range. 1903–1905: The War Department bought the freehold of the Willsworthy estate and parts of Willsworthy Manor, which included purchasing properties like Reddaford Farm by 1905. This new military training ground (3448 acres) was mapped out with 46 granite War Department (WD) boundary posts.

Today’s format of available TWWs, whilst not exactly ‘the Famous Five ‘, five was our number, setting off from Willsworthy Range carpark on an overcast and humid day. The Range’s tarmac road led us past target ranges suitable for the prone firing position – not suitable for less flexible older bodies though!

At the top of this road, we took the path up White Hill passing quite a few edible mushrooms just waiting to be picked by a knowledgeable picker, and down past a cairn and cist to eventually cross the Walla Brook.

Our destination now was to be Doe Tor, following a weaving route to try to avoid clitter and a sprained ankle; it was still tough to get to the top.

Clitter was again to be a major challenge as we set off for Sharp Tor and the ascending climb to the top, by now in a warming temperature and clearing skies where we had our cuppa whilst looking out over a spectacular view as is common on this section of the Moor.

Along the path to Sharp Tor, Mike pointed out one of the granite marker posts, with WD 16 on it, one of the 46 of the original range, and still standing proud!

As we still had plenty of energy, we continued the walk downwards then up Rattlebrook Hill to Chat Tor, the 23^rd highest Tor on the Moor. It’s not the most scenic Tor, but is a fine example of layered sedimentary rock! There were a couple of ecologists having a picnic there before continuing with their habitation studies of Dartmoor creatures (not us), seemingly not affected by the mass of flying ants on the small Tor!

Ants not being for us though, we needed to get to Hare Tor (only 32^nd in height at 531m) next for our own picnic, hoping no pests followed us – none did, allowing for a delightful stop, view, and fluttering Clouded Yellow butterflies passing by. Thanks for the ID Anne.

Refreshed, Ger Tor next on our way back now. We did actually sit for a while at Ger Tor as the surrounding views are some of the best to admire, particularly looking at the majestic Tavy Cleave and river

All downhill now to cross the ford at Willsworthy Brook and Mine Leat. Getting down from Ger we went past evidence of a former small section of a narrow-gauge railway track (found by Jon) used to transport targets, the track probably part of the very early days in an area of the range long since closed.

Across the Brook and Leat, we made our way to the tarmac road we had first used at the beginning of the walk; however, it always seemed longer going back to the cars!

A ‘Proper Job’ walk was had by all.

Charlie

WW 16th September 2026

 

Quarry car park near Devils Bridge.

Just the two of us again. This little car park is usually empty, but not tonight, a man and his dog and camping gear were already there and as we set off another car arrived.

Along a faint path through the tussock (it is very long this year) up to Black Tor then on down to the aqueduct. Up the rocky ascent by the leat. Torches out by now. Raddick hill looking impenetrable now, due to the encroaching gorse. Round the kink in the leat to find the bridge above Crazywell Pool, which is where the track up to Cramber Tor starts. Down to Hart Tor Brook, an easy crossing due to low water levels. Past the hairy stone, still sporting its toupee despite the dry summer and on to Hart Tor. Down along the rifle range to cut left over the infant Meavy just above some of the lazy dams made of branches. Tracks now came and went as we forced a way through the tussock with the promised light rain starting. Back at the car park the man and his dog were still there having a last look round before settling down for the night in the car.

On to the Burrator for a pint. Just right for what was mostly a walk in the dark - the evenings do seem to draw in very fast at this time of year.

          Mike

TWW 15th September 2026

 

(A Tale of Six Feet, Four Paws and Six Tors)

Despite a grey and damp start to the day, by the time we arrived at Two Bridges Quarry, the cloud was lifting, and we looked set for a pleasant walk.  Along the track to Crockern farm, then across to the Tor.  Much better views than when we were here in 2023.  As we headed off along the ridge, light rain driven by a fresh breeze resulted in a dive for the waterproofs.  It was just a passing shower, and by the time we reached Littaford Tor it had stopped.  Past Longaford and on to Higher White Tor, where we sought shelter from the wind and stopped for a quick brew.  Refreshed, we headed down hill to the river over the (somewhat dog unfriendly) stile and across the river (where we had been defeated in 2023).

Uppity up up up through the enclosure and on to Crow Tor.  A quick stop to enjoy the views before descending beside the range poles to Foxholes.  Over the stream, then up again onto the Beardown ridge. A sheltered spot on North Beardown Tor was an ideal place to eat lunch and bask in the sunshine and enjoy the views across the valley to the tors we had visited earlier.  Lunch over, we continued southwards over South Beardown Tor and down to the Devonport Leat.  Past Beardown Farm, then along the Cowsic back to Two Bridges (where some stopped for a well-earned pint).

Phil & Jane.

WW 9th September 2026

It seemed like a good plan. Up onto the Littaford/Longaford ridge to catch a nice sunset. So out from Two Bridges Quarry on a most pleasant evening, although it certainly is cooling down. Along the track to Crockern and the steady climb toward Littaford. BUT, the sun was already setting behind the Bellever Tors - bother. Still, never mind, a nice evening. Up to the wall corner stile and over where the cows were softly grazing with their GPS collars. That's a bit odd a big black cow charging towards us bellowing - but it's a bull. No matter, it swept between us to assert its authority over the ladies. On to Littaford proper - still quite nice, dry and bouncy here. Over to Little Bee and on to Longaford as the daylight eased. Always a nice spot with views far and wide. Down the tricky bit and round to pick up the main track to Wistmans. Round by the beautiful oak trees and the Buller stone. By then we had to admit it was dark, so lights out. Time for a pause to star gaze - lots about tonight. Along, along and through the very lovely new gate and back. We are getting quite used to a warm welcome in the Two Bridges, so we sat in the bay enjoying our beers.

A very pleasant evening - must bring gloves and all next time.

TWW 8th September 2026

 

A night of heavy rain and still drizzling well as we six assembled in Lowery Cross carpark.

Easy walk down to ancient multi stone parish boundary, past Dousland Reservoir, and over Tyrrwhit's horsetramway granite setts to climb up around the new Yennadon Quarry boundary. Men and machines at work in the mud, always a good viewing topic and will be until the only working quarry on Dartmoor closes in 2032!

Swiftly on past George Stone Baron's 1836 iron mine to the WW2 search light and antiaircraft battery platforms, skies clearing, views over Cornwall appearing.

Horse tramway reappeared as a sharp loop and steeper incline than the steam railway and a cow creep breaks the railway route.

Burrator Reservoir's sandy fringes come into view, a good background for group pic.

Along the tidy leat track now and then down the hill , passing ruins of Mullacraft Cottage and its corner's bench mark clear of moss.

We then joined the lake side path and ventured over the rocky beach for a sit down and a cuppa and the warm sun.

Pleasant wooded tracks led us back to the lake side road and previous summer land of orchids, where now scabious waved blue heads at us in their wet forests.

Detouring now into remains of 1585 Vinneylake Farm. Which outlines could be a longhouse? Difficult. Maybe the highest one. Occupied until 1926.

Up Vinneylake Hill to see the LC stone with potential links to Lowery Cross aka Crossgate.

The head of the cross at Crossgate was found in a wall at Vinneylake Farm.

More puzzles. The Yennadon Cross is also sometimes referred to as Lowery Cross !!

Time marching on now we picked up speed by the leat and passed ruins of various Lowery dwellings the clearest of which is Lowery Cottage.

Into Peekhill Plantation and fallen trees to navigate before reaching the road to Lowery Cross car park and our vehicles. 

A pleasant lunch in a very welcoming Burrator Inn completed our Miscellany!

Anne

Most refs from Exploring Around Burrator, Updated Edition 2023 by Paul Rendell

TWW 1st September 2026

Having been ‘volunteered’ to lead this walk I had to come up with something.  A quick trawl through previous walks produced a hybrid walk – thanks to Michael and Jon and many others.

We met at Pork Hill carpark on a breezy but dry morning.  After a share out of apples – (thank you Anne), off we went up the slope to Cox Tor.  One decided to take the steep way up at the top while the more sensible of us contoured round and used the gentle slope.  All reunited at the Trig point – have you signed the petition yet to grant protected status to Trig Points?

Then down, passing the now replenished pool, and up to Great Staple and an early stop for a cuppa and to admire the views. On then to peer over the fence and admire the quarry below – the building with the new roof, we speculated, houses the hydroelectric station.  Across the road to follow the leat for awhile and then to view the forbidden tor.  The ‘graffiti’ is still there and no we don’t believe there are bulls in there.  But we were good and stayed out.

We skirted round Heckwood, pausing to admire the worked blocks – are they really tombs in disguise? And then on through the bracken, thank goodness for paths, and up to Pu (Pew) Tor for lunch stop with another fine view.

Final stretch then, with the promise of ice cream, passing the Bullseye stone and Windy post – trying not to get in the way of the photographer who kindly waited whilst we navigated the ‘water crossing’.  Now we were on a mission as the rain clouds were heading our way.  Made it back to the cars just in time and sadly headed off without the ice cream stop – no one wanted to eat one in the rain!

And, yet again, no longhouses!!!

Jane

WW 26th August 2026

 Morwellham.

No driving tonight so off a bit early. Up the hill to Morwell Rock, crunching through the freshly fallen leaves, more like October than the end of August. On along past Pleasure Rock and the other outcrops to take the lovely little path to Chimney Rock. These places were popular excursions for the Victorians who came by train or boat from Plymouth. The low sun over Cornwall shining on the trunks of the trees giving a wonderful enchanting effect. All was quiet so far. Down to the track by the river where things were rather different. Notices everywhere - PRIVATE -NO ADMITANCE - CCTV CAMERAS. One can only ignore such rudeness! What is wrong with these people, this is a designated area of outstanding natural beauty, it should therefore be open to all. So it was on to the weir, low tide but much less water flowing over than normal. The gate further along the track has been replaced by a new one with all the above mentioned signs attached, plus barbed wire wrapped round the top rail to prevent anyone climbing over. Sad souls!

Up in the dimming light past Morwell Rock again, to arrive home with a full moon shining down on our cottages. Magic. Torches next week I think.

Mike

TWW 25th August 2026

 

Despite the heavy rain some had experienced in the Tamar valley, it was dry on Dartmoor, though a fresh breeze sent the clouds scudding across the sky.  From the Peat Cott quarry we headed down the road to Whiteworks then out onto Fox Tor Mire (which was really rather dry).  A well-worn path led us to the red pole marking the crossing point on the stream.  Safely across the makeshift bridge we continued on the path, bypassing Goldsmith’s Cross and heading up to Fox Tor.  Too early for a coffee break, so after admiring the view of Child’s Tomb and Fox Tor Farm we continued to Fox Tor Girt and found a nice, sheltered spot for a brew.

Suitably refreshed, we picked up Black Lane (not much of a lane!) and followed it south to the “Post” on the watershed then followed the course of Blacklane Brook across Blacklane Mire towards the second marker post.  By now we were again on a well-defined path that curved around across the old tin workings and on to Ducks Pool. We located the memorial and letterbox, let the ducks out for a breath of fresh air, signed the book, and posed for a photograph.

Heading westward, we crossed the “pool” (dry as a bone) and headed up to Great Gnat’s Head, where we discovered the origins of the strange rectangular features that appear on the satellite view of the area – peatland restoration.  Downward to the Abbot’s Way and on to Plym Ford, where we found a sheltered spot for a slightly late lunch.  By now the sun was shining brightly and it was starting to get comfortably warm.

Across the ford, and up the other side of the valley found us on a pleasant track to Nun’s Cross and from there back to the cars.

Phil

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!

TWW 18th August 2026

 

Bagga Tor.

The original plan for walking from here was to circumnavigate Standon Tor but on a recce it proved rather long and a bit rough going in places. So on to plan two.

Setting off from the car park a short trip up to the top of Bagga Tor for fine views of the surrounding lower land, all the higher ground being in cloud. Through the gate and a steady climb up to Lynch Tor which almost cleared for us. It was then a fairly long tramp through the mist on a one rabbit track to White Barrow. Just as we were getting there a farmer zoomed by on his quad - not sure how you check on stock in thick mist! On along the track to follow the wall which was a picture with the purple heather growing all along the top. The standing stone was still standing when we got there so it was on up through the thurfurs to White Tor ( bit of a misnomer there as all the rocks are black). A slightly sheltered spot was found on top for lunch, now clear of mist. On down through rocks and then dwarf gorse bushes, with talk of long houses and diamond mines over in the rough ground to our right. Finally we arrived at the gate leading down the bridleway to Higher Wapsworthy. Out onto the road for a brief stop to admire the recently renovated Lower Wapsworthy - very smart. A bit of a drag up the road in the now warm sun to the cars. A good alternative walk with varying terrain and varying weather.

    Mike

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