A True Classic: Cox, Dip, Roos, Great, Middle, Little.
Well, it seemed as though it would be another damp, gloopy, misty evening. But at Pork Hill a few brave stars had popped out, a gentle southerly breeze and quite good visibility. Up to Cox, always a nice spot although usually a lot windier. Down through the thufurs to Beckamoor Dip - a sacred pool. Nice views with just a tinge of light. Round and up to Roos without its red flag. Great Staple Tor clearly visible with the lights of Plymouth behind. Up and on to Middle. Some plinky plonky rain tried to arrive - you know the sort of rain you can really only detect with your hood up. Over to Little and across the brook and back. Just as the proper rain started to arrive.
All in all, rather a pleasant evening to be out to all the so, so familiar places.