THE WRONG WAY ROUND
Had a thought as I waited in the car park, ‘do it the other way round’, so we did.It was bitterly cold with a stiff breeze blowing from the north-east. So suitably togged up, off we set along the track then following the fence to find the track over Black Dunghill. On to Horse Ford Cross and then the plod up to Conies Down Tor to find a bit of shelter for a cuppa. On then to Cowsic Head where the rest of the group were treated to a brief demonstration of my charade skills honed over Christmas. There was a suggestion that I do another at Beardown Man. Sorry definitely NOT in that cold.
A bit of zig- zagging to try and find tracks from Devils Tor to Lydford Tor, always a difficult one. From there down to the valley and along the track past the lonely tree to Cowsic bridge and up to the cars.
The Plume of Feathers was as busy as I have ever seen it, so a good job we had a table booked. Considering how few staff were on, the food came out in reasonable time and was good. The Prince of Wales now needs to up its game!
Mike