After a very wet, wet day it all cleared up. A very nice brisk breeze and even enough blue sky to just make a pair of sailor's trousers.
Out from Lowery Cross and up through the woods on a super cleared track. Just the huge tree to negotiate. Over the steep stile and out. Straight up Peek Hill with fabulous views and the evening light creating all sorts of different patches on the moor. Down by Lether and round to drop down to the leat corner, where a superb set of dressed granite has been left, for a cuppa. More gently down to the Meavy where, like everywhere else it seems, lots and lots of trees have been planted. Over the metal planks with tales of times past when a scaffold bridge had been built here. Along the track to Lethertor Bridge and up back to the leat. Soon at Cross Gate, where the road shone in the last of the evening light to guide us back to the car. Nippily to the Burrator Inn by 9:26, just in time for a pint. As we left the barman turned off the lights and locked up. A super evening for a walk and no need for torches - the evenings really are drawing out.