Always an adventure to set out from Whiteworks on a winter's evening. A real pea souper so those pesky piskies were well up to their tricks.
Down by the huge boulder and wanderingly about to the vital gate. Into the mire and a new stream crossing point - pretty good with a nice rock to help. Up the pony track, who knows where into the gloop. Surely Goldsmith' s must be there somewhere - but no, must have gone for winter maintenance. Up and over the wall and into the gert to seek shelter for a cuppa. For a brief moment it appeared as if the mist was lifting - but not to be. Round and tussockly about to Whealham Bottom Cross then steadily up to Hand Hill - always a nice find. Down back to the Nun's Cross track, over the leat and even more wanderingly back. Into Princetown where all was shut up as usual.
A proper Dartmoor evening.