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 

TWW 2nd June 2026

 

An intrepid group met at the Airfield to share cars – the start of the walk was from a small space along the road so only room for 2 or 3 cars.  We all managed to squeeze into 2 cars – so good to go. Off we set through windy lanes and found space to park – phew! no one else was there.  Out we all jumped and headed on up to New Waste!  Those of you who remember will know that there used to be parking here but a certain Landowner decided he didn’t want cars there ….. so hence the need to fit into small spaces on the road,

Anyway, we passed the Water works and made it on to the open Moors with wide views back down to Plymouth and the sea.  At this point the rather cloudy and windy weather decided to add a rain shower and water proofs were donned.  And then, of course, it stopped!  Heyho – on wards and upwards to the lonely Hillson’s House perched on top of Stalldown Barrow.  Who was Hillson? An abandoned child found out on the Hill – hence his name?  Did he live there as a hermit or was he a clockmaker ….. who knows.  However it made a good place to pause for a cuppa with wonderful views and to contemplate the remote wild south Moor which we rarely get to visit.

Across to the magnificent stone row – it may have originally been longer, but still impressive.  A wander on then over somewhat tussocky ground – sorry! – to skirt Ranny Brook head – yes it was a bit soggy in places – and pause to visit the lonely cist. Passing through the bronze age settlement with numerous hut circle to head to the Yealm.

Yes, I know it was my walk and therefore people assumed there would be no water crossings – all I can say was that when we recced it there was considerably less water and even I got across easily.  Hmmm…..  not so this time.  3 waded across an alleged ford – very wet feet.  1 tried a crossing that led to slightly wet feet.  1 made it across safely and dryly.  1 “leapt like a gazelle” and also made it dry.  And then there was 1 who went for the full immersive option, oh dear!

After these adventures a stop for lunch, a nice view of the Steps and a bit of a dry off was called for.  Refreshed we headed on and down through the beautiful Dendles Waste and Wood.  Following the track and out onto the road we then wended our way back and steeply up (sorry about that Brenda!) to the waiting cars.

In the end the weather was good walking weather – sunny intervals, a bit of breeze and only the one or two light showers.  Oh yes, and not a single longhouse!

Jane

WW 3rd June 2026

 

And quite suddenly there it wasn't.

Quite a shower as we headed to the Fox and Hounds, but all calm on arrival. Out to the moor past the fields where lots of work is taking place. Just what is going on? Could it just be tidying up or are there other plans? And at the top the most beautiful stone wall being built, a true work of art. Along and down wondering if the Lyd would be passable but all just fine. Gently up with great views and heavy showers powering past to the north and south. Up to the most fabulous hawthorn and on to Arms. Little Links beckoned and the track made height gain easy before contouring round to Little, clearly visible on the horizon - and then it wasn't. Heavy rain on our backs pushed us along easing just as we turned into the wind. Down toward Great Nodden to find shelter with the most fantastic crepuscular rays and patches of sunshine. By the Lyd to easily cross the ford and back up to the main track. To the welcoming Fox and Hounds in good time for a refreshing pint.

A very nice evening to be out and about.

WW 27th May 2026

 

Brenda is like a little cork. She was “Dying” after the hot walk in the woods yesterday but here she is again ready for more punishment!

It was a short walk in the woods but unfortunately we live in a valley so it was up past the Power Station, up past the Reservoir that supplies the water to the Power Station on along the canal that supplies the water from Tavistock to the Reservoir, over the road to the Canal Portal where a nice new information board told us all about it. People just got on and built amazing things in those days.

Then up again through the woods being serenaded by a very vocal thrush to the next nice new board that told us all about the incline railway.

Then a quick photo stop looking down to Gunnislake and St Anne’s Chapel, then at last - down, down back to number 10 and a very pleasant drink and chat in the garden as the pub is only open in the evenings at weekends.

Stella

TWW 26th May 2026

 

So, so hot. Hottest day of year so far.
Warnings galore, don't go out in the midday sun.
But, we can't leave a gap in our walking itinerary.    It's just not done !
So the route is shortened, changed to accommodate this killer heat, bit like evolution really.
Off down the usual track to the no name pudding stone with benchmark to the iconic old packhorse bridge of Hisley.
Following the right hand turn to Lower Hisley farm, apparently up for sale with 41 acres for £1,250,000.
Bargain if you have the money for modernisation!
It has quite a history.
Through the farm barns and upwards through Hisley woods past the dramatic Gradnor Rocks half hidden in the trees. T'was here we saw a tiny shrew, a first for us I think. 2inches long,  not a rodent but more closely related to moles and hedgehogs.
Well fancy that !
On, on to the delightful path leading to Pethybridge or locally known as Heavens Gate. Time for hydrating drinks as an enormous aircraft (Hercules says Charlie) roared overhead at treetop height. Damn frightening, shouldn't be allowed !!
We saw the biggest oil beetle ever seen 2inches long 3/4 inch wide. A real Big Daddy!
I was so excited as I took a photo that I didn't press the button properly so unfortunately no fab photo.
Raz watched another devouring a buttercup, fascinating !
Took the track down to the Clam Bridge, was it still there or destroyed by the storms.
It was still there a bit bashed and bruised  but still surviving, I do hope "they" can "mend" it.
Decision to follow the river was tricky but interesting . Lunch stop perched on a convenient fallen tree watching birds,  insects and very striking iridescent blue butterflies.
Moving on, back to the pudding stone and the long trek uphill back to the cars.
That nearly finished me off.
Never mind,  we did it !
Most people would have  stayed at home.

Brenda

WW 20th May 2026

 

 

Not too bad an evening at all to set out from the dam. Below the dam a solitary goose and what looked like a Muscovy Duck - could it be Jerry (Terry's name)?  Perhaps he has finally found a pal. By the muddy track to Sheepstor Dam and there was Jerry, on his own as usual, standing on one leg. Still, nice to see him. Into the woods to find the new trail. No problem as the ponies had bashed it down. But, no, back out again nearly where we started - hey ho. Along the top of the wall by the old road. Always nice to be by the reservoir. Quite full so a slight diversion needed. Out and over to the arboretum, all coming to life after the clearance. Should be a good year for foxgloves. To Middleworth and the bench for a nice cuppa. The track is much improved, perhaps for the trampers. Over the bridges and back onto the 'inner footpath'. Not only do we have to look out for Operation Leviathan but Deep Mud - scary place. Along, along by the dog walking areas with the birds loudly chirruping. And back to the cars. On to a very quiet Burrator Inn for a refreshing drink.

A very nice evening with not a drop of rain.

TWW 19th May 2026

 

A drizzly start and miserable forecast for the Lostwithiel to St Winnow walk.

A slow beginning,  with a lorry to creep round on to bridge, and then level crossing barriers coming down before we headed south and soon turning right on to a smaller track.

Building projects to be admired and a steep rocky lane with its mini ford and bridglet to slither down. A path off right chosen with splendid views of the grand Newham House and herds of sheep, cows and calves on our side of the valley.

Now came a stile into dark woodlands where all hell must have broken loose in January gales.

We went over/ under /around eight fallen giants not without some difficulty. Eventually we exited the nightmare assault course and through the boatyard to a coffee stop on the pontoon.

Next we went in to the ancient church of St Winnow Barton with its carved bench ends, "tricky" bells and 400 year-old stained glass windows.

On the road again we didn't get far, an amazing farm museum to tour, a farm stall and a closed-on-Tuesdays snack shack.

Time to speed up and again the level crossing barriers were down !

 A swift hike up through the town to a nice lunch at the Royal Oak in Duke Street. 

And we'd seen "Unseen Cornwall " on a surprisingly fine day  !!

Anne

WW 13th May 2026

 

Will it rain?

Will anyone turn up?
Will the pub be open?
So many questions!!
But in the words of our leader "It'll be fine!"
Walking up to North Hess, all very dry with mysterious piles of rocks everywhere! Views from the trig point are breathtaking even on a dull evening. More shades of beige than shades of grey.
Down towards Hollow Tor, a great tor, I think, usually provides shelter for sheep.
On to Yellowmead track where the old quarry buildings are gradually falling down.
Up and over Foggintor Quarry, peering over the edge to find all is well apart the ravens' nest on the rock face.  Several years it's been missing, such a shame.
Down the long packhorse track which usually has sheep, ponies and cattle. But today, none.
Is this what rewilding means?
Will be a sad sad day if that happens.
Back to the track, but the bubbling spring was no longer there either.
Walking faster, straight down to back door of the P of W, straight in and ordered our drinks.
Success at last!.
All's well that ends well!!

Brenda

TWW 12th May 2026

 

Just, so, so perfect.

You can never be totally sure, it seems to move about by a week or so each year. But this year - perfect; and loads and loads of people out to enjoy them. Both Holwell Lawn and Emsworthy absolutely full of bluebells. Can there ever have been a better year for bluebells? Just as well we only had two cars, as any more and we would have struggled to park. Down to Emsworthy with bluebells in every field as far as we could see. Round by the beautiful mire and, with a nice tea stop, up and out to the top road; lots of cars parked there. Down through Holwell Lawn - the bluebells are absolutely breathtaking. To the beautiful new clapper bridge and along; even the wet places were quite dry. And back to Emsworthy - fabulous. Back and on to the The New Old Inn with a very warm welcome and a fulfilling lunch.

A super morning on the moor.

WW 6th May 2026

 

Four Winds.

And no wind for a change. Across the stream to the Pump House then cutting round the block of enclosed land to a standing stone by the wall enclosing the prison land. Following this with memories of a past wet foggy night trying to find a way through awful tussock and a seemingly never ending barbed wire fence. But tonight was different, even the squelchy bits along the wall were dry. So on to Great Mis Tor to sit near the top for a cuppa, with no wind and beautiful views of the slightly misty surrounding moors. On down through the clitter to a stile into the Merrivale newtake, now much better grazed than in the past so easy going. Back out over another stile to find a lovely little path to take us back to the cars.

The Dartmoor Inn looked open but we opted for the Witty where we knew they still sold “beer”.

Mike

TWW 5th May 2026

 At the bus stop: “Did you get my message” said the lady in the dressing gown.  “I overslept, I’m not joining you”. (It could have been a sketch from Monty Python!)

The bus arrived, and we were whisked off to the old “Cherry Brook Hotel” to start our walk.  Across Muddilake, over Muddilake Brook and on to Prince Hall.  Skylarks larking, Cuckoos cuckooing and swallows swooping.  Could it be that spring has arrived?

Over the bridge and down the track past Moorlands farm,  then a detour to find the remains of the engine house of the West Dart Arial Ropeway  (aka The Brimpts to Princetown Aerial Ropeway) .  An ideal stop for a brew.  Suitably refreshed we pressed on to “Fairy Bridge” to find one and a half fairies in residence.  Somewhat drier here than it was when we visited back in December   Retracing our steps, we stopped to investigate John Bishop’s House.  Then, following the bridle ways parallel to the River Swincombe we arrived at Strane River, and a pleasant spot for lunch.  Past Whiteworks, South Hessary Tor and back to Princetown in time for afternoon tea .  Despite the weather forecast and the threatening dark clouds, not a single drop of rain all day 😊

 Phil

WW 29th April 2026

 

Fabulous

Out from the school, along the lane and past Yeo. Steadily over all the stiles and there they were, gleaming in the fields. Over the ladder stile and the aroma was amazing. Full, full of bluebells, absolutely perfect. Not a time to hurry, a nice gentle ramble up and through. A couple of cows were there softly grazing looking rather guilty that we saw them. They rushed up into their field and as we passed slowly made their way back. Down into Sheepstor to Joey's Lane. Over the double stile where the overgrown footpath has been cut back for the Horseshoe Run - nice. To the seats by the dam, and a sheltered spot from the brisk breeze, for a cuppa. The goose was snoozing as we made our way round and back.

On to the Burrator Inn in good time - quite busy. The new Spring menu is out and looks rather tempting. The soon to be full Flower Moon was shining brightly as we made our way home.

Very nice.

TWW 28th April 2026

 

Wow, what a treat!  Ten walkers kindly came to my first walk in months, it was great to meet and catch up again. What a lovely lot the TWWers are! Shame Charlie, the Collars and Dianne couldn’t make it, but just as well as there was little parking available at the station.

Setting off at a fair pace, we walked past old daffodil fields planted probably before the First World War, with some daffodils still blooming. The path down through the woods was snowy with wild garlic, even more than last year. By Tuckermarsh Quay we checked the topiary and were disappointed that the ‘snail’ was looking rather sad.

The wind was too cold to stop for coffee in our usual place, so we continued in dry weather along the Tamar foreshore (part of the Tamar Discovery trail), gazing longingly towards the Cornish side and the former hotel at Danescombe, which looked really smart. Without my crib notes in hand,(I’d forgotten them) we talked a bit about the construction of the amazing viaduct in 1904-7, connecting the railway from Bere Alston to the East Cornwall Mineral Line.  Just as if ordered, a train crossed it and Anne took a great photo. The ferry across to Caslstock would make part of an interesting walk, but I hadn’t ordered the right tide, so no chance today!

After noting the chapel in the woods above Cotehele, where Richard, Earl of Edgcumbe and a Royalist, managed to outwit his enemies by throwing his hat in the river so they assumed he’d drowned, we stopped for coffee at the picnic tables by Ward Mine, now overgrown with nettles. Are we the only ones to use them?

We pressed on through South Ward Farm and rediscovered the handkerchief tree, looking glorious. Then we plunged through Braunder woods and started the steep incline to Braunder Farm, stopping for lunch with a glorious view of the Tamar looking towards Halton Quay of BBC fame (that dreadful ‘Beyond Paradise’ programme with the great local views).

And thence to the station again. So good to see the group. Many thanks for coming along.

Liz

WW 22nd April 2026

 

Short walk this beautiful evening.
Short but dramatic. Oh yes!
Three of us made our way down Two Bridges road towards prison leat (part of Devon port leat) where I was saved by Stella from being run over.
Didn't see it or hear it. Oh dear, and it wasn't even electric!
Over the wall to the relative safety of the leat footpath. Said leat very well maintained but for how much longer I wonder?
Through the gate that warns us we are now on Duchy property..... So!
Remember when Raz wondered on to the prison enclosure and couldn't get out? That was so funny.
Taking the sometimes boggy path down to the clapper by the river and on to Eleven Arches (viaduct).
Seems to be higher and narrower now than it was but it was crossed safely on the path. To think back in the day, the children used to cycle over it.
Looking up, there it was, a red kite wheeling around and round mobbed by a mob? of crows.
Carrying on following the leat until it reaches the weir, locally known as Boys Pool.
Backup the track to look at the two cemeteries. The American, impeccably kept, the French not so much.
Following the forbidden path around the prison wall we were met by a security man who appeared to be holding a gun! Stella thought it was a skateboard!  Reality, it a bit of plastic garbage he'd picked up.
"You shouldn't be here" he says.
"Sorry" I say " we took a wrong turning but didn't think it would matter as there are no inmates".
"Yes it does "he says.  Anyway we enjoyed a nice conversation about cemeteries and kites before we were pointed in the direction of the road.
So, will we get a drink tonight in the Prince or won't we?
Front door locked, back door open....yay! In we dashed, success!!

So lesson learned, get to pub before 9 o'clock.
Get served!🍺

Brenda X

TWW 21st April 2026

 

Belstone Bluebells

We were met at Belstone Green by the usual cold east wind. A short spell on the road to find the footpath past Old Rectory Farm out on to the Moor. A tantalising glimpse of bluebells as we passed. Through the fields then down, down to the bridge over the East Okement river, into the woods and there they were were, just out, that wonderful deep blue almost purple.Taking a left as the path to Okehampton divided and up, up. I love this wood in spring. I saw a Tree Ceeper on my last visit.

On to Lower Halstock. No fields of Miniature Ponies today, I wonder where they are?

Up the track and out on to the Moor again, the wind still strong and cold. We found a sheltered spot by the river for coffee. (Must remember to come in the summer for a dip)

Then over Cullevers Steps and on up to Winter Tor for a photo op.

The plan was to go back along the Tors but the wind was not pleasant so we followed the track to explore the ‘Bubbler’ - Some naughty people has removed one of the concrete ‘windows’ so we could see the strange wooden posts below. Built in the 1950’s in an effort to remove the excess radon in the water. Did it work I wonder??

I guess not, it was closed in 1990 and sold to a private buyer in 2021. Raz found the far door open so was able to explore, there was evidence of clearing up but no hint of what for.

We found a nice spot for lunch by the little water works house on the river Taw.

Sharp eyed Anne saw a Cuckoo in a bush on the opposite bank. A female I guess trying to lay her egg in a nearby nest as it was being mobbed by a very angry much smaller bird. It seemed to work as she moved off.

On down the river bank to find another interesting ‘thing’, a deep concrete pit for dipping sheep we thought

There’s always something new to discover.

Stella

WW 15th April 2026

 

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.

TWW 14th April 2026

 

VENFORD E. CAR PARK.

It was typical Dartmoor weather, thick mist and pouring rain and good breeze. Off we set, six hardy souls.

Up the hill on the road for a bit to find the leat which didn’t seem to exist.  My phone was playing up, it didn’t like being in a damp case but with a little help from others and map and compass we eventually came across the leat which was just a trickle in the long grass. Upwards to a loop in another leat and using various paths to the standing stone on Sandy Way. Heading west for a bit we then cut left to find Hapstead Ford, a sheltered spot for coffee. A decision was made to miss out Snowdon and head for Ryders Hill, so following the infant Mardle two standing stones and a trig point soon appeared in the mist. A bearing down the track to the Sandy Way again and on to the girts below Holne Ridge where we dropped into one for lunch. More deep workings and the impressive disused mine lead us to a stream to follow to the western boundary of Venford. Along the fence and over the dam to the cars. On the way we met the only other person of the day a SW water employee from Burrator who had spent the day walking round the reservoir with his pole saw trimming back branches - nice job!

                                  Mike

WW 8th April 2026

 

Stella had  volunteered to do a walk from Calstock. Unfortunately she had a migraine the night before and didn’t feel up to it.

It had been  a beautiful day, the warmest this year. Loads of people out by the river enjoying beers in the sun. So off we set in T-shirts along the bank next to the wetlands, now maturing nicely, with loads of Canada geese and shell ducks in evidence. Along to Okeltor mine and up the track to the road, where a lady in a large white van was looking to deliver to Okeltor stamp house. Fortunately a quick phone call and the recipient came up to meet her.

Along the lane to the level crossing where red lights were flashing quickly followed by a train going sedately by on its way to Calstock. Up the road past all the nurseries, now mostly defunct, and on to the church for a cuppa on a seat amongst the graves - so many of them in a huge graveyard, in the times gone  by they were probably carried up from the village to be buried. Up to the main road and then through the narrow track above Glenver house, a left turn through the woods to Higher Kelly and so to the pub. Stella’s aim was for 9.00 - DEAD ON.

The pub was quite busy young people playing cards and darts, some just in for a drink, just like pubs in the old days.

          Mike

TWW 7th April 2026

 

Hardly daring for a dry walk in the sun we met at Bennett’s Cross in a cold howling gale after being promised record high temperatures. Hoods up & poles anchoring us to the ground we got to the Two Moors Way & continued to the road where we had to make the decision whether to gain more height & head to Hookner Tor & Grimspound but a group decision was to head for lower ground so we walked through Headland Warren Farm & were able to strip off the windproof layers & delight in warm sunshine. Heading south to Challacombe we stopped at the Billy Goat Gruff bridge & had a chat with the friendly troll under the bridge. Amazingly, someone had given him a spring clean. We had our coffee break by the pool in the company of a herd of ponies. Wonderful to see the spring foliage bursting out & smell the coconut from the gorse. Following the valley & the stream we passed the Golden Dagger mine , heading towards Vitifer mine. A sudden cry from Brenda…Hurry, Come quick, run, got us scurrying back down the track to her. No one hurt! Just a beautiful male adder. What a wonderful sight. We carried on with our walk & came across hundreds of tadpoles, a rather large leech & a newt. Birds tweeting all around us. Summer can’t be far away!

Lunch was at the Warren House Inn which served us with scrumptious food including Phil’s favourite of a foot long sausage which looked a bit like a skinned adder! A good walk, good company, good weather & good food.

Amber & Colin

WW 1st April 2026

 

Lovely and light to head up Joey's Lane, such a relief after a long dark winter. Quite cool but all very nice to ascend Sheepstor - always a good spot. Down the back with the track clear and along. No sign of the Pink Moon but I am sure it was helping light the way. Down to the corner and round - what is that? A huge dung beetle dragging some food into its burrow. More down for a nice cuppa at Deancombe as the owl hooted. By now the light was easing so time for headtorches as the mist and mizzle came in. Then two sharp eyes reflecting in our beams, then two more. Seemed too sparkly and sprightly for sheep - could is be a fox. No, two roe deer slowly heading into the trees - nice. To the road and then up past Narrator Farm onto the contouring track round Sheepstor. Soon(ish) back to the lane gate and to the cars. After 9.30 so a slight hope of a pint. The Burrator Inn was open and welcoming as those in red joined us. So, we did get a drink! And even stayed until we were virtually thrown out.

Nice to be back in these light evenings - so many to come.

TWW 31st March 2026

 

Leaving home in heavy mist I was expecting a challenging and limited visibility route finding walk ahead of today!  However, to my joy, arriving at the RV, The Warren House Inn, the sky had cleared, it was pretty warm too, so really good to go for a rare dry walk.

From the main road we cut up to what I assumed to be an old mining gert before turning right to follow the path running parallel to Hurston Ridge and onto and across part of Chagford Common. This eventually took us to the edge of Fernworthy Forrest and the road surrounding most of Fernworthy Reservoir.

On the adjacent green overlooking the water, there were some convenient picnic benches that fitted the bill for our morning cuppa and a birdsong serenade, plus, a piece of birthday cake and a homemade scone kindly supplied by two of our group – very tasty indeed!

Calories loaded, drinks drunk, we picked up the path surrounding the reservoir, noting that there was no water over flow down the dam face which was a visual shame. However, we carried our disappointment with us and followed the path until the road again, before turning right and ever upward into the forest, passing the ‘rearranged’ (by past Victorians) stone row along the way.

Soon we were back out onto open moorland again, and a view that would do justice to an African Savanna, only the lions were missing thankfully!

Now keeping to a well-trodden path we could see on the horizon the Cairn on Water Hill, our marker that was to lead us back down to the Warren House Inn and some well deserved liquid and solid nourishment.

Charlie

WW 25th March 2026

 It was forecast to be very windy and cold so a low level walk seemed sensible, as it happened the worst of the weather had blown through. I used to run this route the other way round with a few extra hilly bits thrown in back in the days when I lived in Horrabridge. Lots of water erosion on the riverbanks and numerous trees down in the woods since then.

On along the Walkham in fading light to Grenofen Bridge then following the river upstream on the other bank, past the lovely funnel falls, as far as double waters. A short stop for a cuppa whilst watching a few bats flying up and down the river, I would have thought it was still too cold for them. On up the road past Bucktor to the top of the hill with a bright quarter moon and several stars now showing. Next following the track with the huge tractor ruts towards Denham Bridge but turning right to find the path down to old railway bridge over the cycle track. And so on to the cars.

High hopes of a pint in The London Inn but just after 9.30 and all was in darkness. Maybe things will improve in the summer!

      Mike

TWW 24th March 2026

 

That was a walk in the clouds.......and the drizzle and the WIND, oh the wind! No wonder no wonder the rest of the world was sitting at home in the warm.
But us oldies don't do that, do we? We have to show the world we're better than that!!
So, down the steep up/down hill to find the sad looking Leapra  Cross, on through the fields to the timeless West Coombe farm, now showing signs of tidying up the decades of rubble and old metal.
The ash house has been cleaned up and now used as an animal shelter. More fields to the organic farm where there are HALF chickens roaming! Pardon!!   And a very friendly smallish cow called Tessa who loved the top of her head tickled. More fields and mud, ancient gnarled trees, a very windy coffee break and through the calmer path to beautiful Heather Combe.
Then the inevitable climb upwards, no time to look for three fishes but out on to the brake into gale force winds and ever increasing low cloud.
Slight difference of opinion as to whether to slide right or carry on but eventually we reached the corner of the "lacy" wall, still standing, and then a straightforward walk back the cars.

And all the time getting wetter and wetter.

Warren House was not too busy, always efficient, food mostly very good before setting off home to warm up.

What fun!  We must do it all again sometime.

Brenda

WW 18th March 2026

Warmest day of the year, so pop up to Princetown for a nice balmy starlit walk. BUT, it was absolutely perishing!

Never mind, got to be done. No need for torches to head out along the wide track to Hart. It is a really popular way with plenty of mud. The light gently eased and all the stars popped out - very nice. Down to the hairy stone as the ISS soared overhead - a perfect sighting. And to think that for nearly six hours two astronauts had been space walking to fix the solar panels. A reminder of just how clever folk can be if they so choose. Up to Cramber with the lights of Plymouth glowing and the Eddystone on the blink again. Straight into the strong easterly now so it was well below freezing. The trig point hove into view (thank goodness) and a snipe shot up. Along, along to South Hessary which seemed a long way into the sharp wind. And down the track to the Plume. All lit up, doors open and a first - Bill was sat there nursing his pint. BUT, it was actually shut - closes at 9pm apparently and not due to extend its hours until the 1st May.

Hey Ho, but a most pleasant, starlit walk.

TWW 17th March 2026

 

A bit disappointing that several couldn’t make it. So a select group of 7 congregated in Pentewan Car Park. The day promised well with mild air and the occasional glimpse of sun, alas not to last but it didn’t rain. Across the busy road to find the footpath by Barton Farm which had been obliterated by huge tractor wheel tracks. Up, up briefly into New Road Plantation and out onto a a very gloopy track to cross the road into a very well appointed caravan park with lovely views out to sea.

As we’d missed coffee at the lovely Little Bay Cafe - not open till May, we had a very nice interlude in the Heligan cafe. Heading down through Heligan woods we glimpsed an enormous and magnificent Fox ready to pounce. Brilliant!

Arriving at Mevagissey we were greeted by a chilly wind however it was very pleasant sitting on the Quay watching the boats eating our fish and chips. While one seagull with a gammy leg was playing the sympathy card another attacked from behind to nick a bit of Raz’s fish.

Time to head back along the coast path. Spring was very defiantly sprung with primroses, celandines, violets in full bloom and the three cornered Cornish leek just coming out. The blackthorn was in full flower while the leaves of the hawthorn were that lovely fresh Green.

All in all a good day out.

Stella

WW 11th March 2026

Wow we could actually see the shape of the surrounding land as we set off. Evenings are drawing out.

Across to the Yellowmead track by the amazing survival tree, and then up to Hollow Tor. The mast at North Hessary always seems near from there but always takes ages to get to.
After a clamber up the Tor to admire the clarity of the evening in the chilly breeze it was on a compass bearing to get us to Foggin Tor Quarry. Staring down from the edge in the dark was like looking into the Grand Canyon. Down to the track and then south for a few yards to pick up the old Princetown railway track to take us round to just below King Tor. Down to the stream and back up to the cars.
The chosen pub was The Witty (given up on Princetown ) and it was OPEN - first evening pint for at least a month!
      Mike

TWW 10th March 2026

Cold East cross was living up to its name COLD!

Off we set across the road and up past up past The Nut Crackers (now defunct as the Logan stone was toppled by vandals back in the day).

Up to Rippon Tor with its panoramic views. Those in the know pointed out the recumbent cross just below the tor, it looks as if it was an attempt to carve a cross which had failed! On down to Hemsworthy gate and up to Top Tor where shelter was found for a cuppa. On then to Pil Tor and Tunhill Rocks to find the stony track to Blackslade Ford. Following a muddy track along the wall past Williams Well (always a disappointment, difficult to see and only recognisable by the corrugated iron surrounding it). Down through the wood, over the lovely stone bridge and then up across Buckland Common on a deteriorating track which finished as a rather prickly experience. Following the wall to Buckland Beacon - another fine viewpoint. A quick look at the Ten Commandment stones, the lettering now easily readable due to the fairly recent renovation. Back along the wall to follow the boundary stones to the cars.
At the Rugglestone our table awaited us, despite the lack of a £50 deposit. The food was good and no fuss with the service. Always nice to visit.
      Mike

WW 4th March 2026

 

Well, where to go? With a full Worm Moon due, and needing a totally guaranteed open pub, Peter Tavy seemed a good choice.

So out from the quarry with a surprisingly cool east wind. The odd star out and glimpses of the mast bode well. Up the rubbly track and out onto the open moor. Along, along to Stephen's Grave as the mist started to appear. Up the old track and on. Heading up to the ramparts when a terrifying shout was heard. "Halt, advance and be recognised!" We were all terrified. But we soldiered on (HoHo) and never saw a soul. By now all was mist as is usual on our evenings. Into the hill fort and then, quite suddenly it appeared. A really beautiful orange moonrise - aren't we lucky. Totally mesmerizing as the mist swirled around. Too cold for a cuppa so down, down seeking out the wall. To the gate to Grass Lane and more down to the road. We even met two other evening walkers. Over Broadmoor Brook and the pull up by the wall. Back to the cars and on to the promised pub. Only just past half nine so absolutely guaranteed a pint. BUT, the Peter Tavy Inn was all dark and locked up. Bother, will we ever get a pint on a  Wednesday evening?

But it really had been a super atmospeheric evening to be out on the moor.

TWW 3rd March 2026

 

Jon got his legs out!

The weather forecast a dry day so we set off in light rain. From the Scout Hut, up the Eylesbarrow track, peeled off to Lower Harter Tor where we had coffee with a 360 degree view.
Somebody mentioned the Three Wise Monkeys?
On again to the spectacular antiquities of Drizzlecombe. Ditsworthy Warren & Edward’s path back to the car, collecting dozens of spent cartridges & flares before sending Brenda in to the Scout Hut to repatriate them to the army personnel. Seems that she was lost for words after an encounter with an attractive young man! Back to the cars & sojourned to the Walkhampton inn for lunch.

Amber & Colin

WW 25th February 2026

 

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.

TWW 24th February 2026

 

For a change it was over the Tamar and into Cornwall for our walk starting in Rilla Mill to explore the River Lynher, the Colquite Woodland, Stara Wood, Sutton and Plushabridge.

We were fortunate to have a day without rain, something unusual this year. Our walk started through the Colquite Wood looking down on a very full Lynher down the valley passing old quarries climbing to Uphill having passed Westcott House. The roadside adorned with snowdrops and the occasional daffodil. It was then down through the wood to the bridge crossing the river allowing us to explore Broad Wood and climb to the shelter where the volunteers gather who maintain the community owned woodlands, where morning coffee was taken.

It was then down again to the bridge to cross the river and continue through Stara wood until we reached a County Bridge which we crossed and then we mounted our first stile to allow us to follow the river along it on the righthand side which eventually took us back into Rilla Mill.

The walk continued  climbing short but steep steps and the increasing number of stiles to take us out of the valley again, as we crossed three fields to enable us to

walk through Sutton, passing Sutton House, and the through the fields to drop down to Plushabridge before crossing more stiles and fields to return once more to Rilla Mill and The Manor House for lunch.

Peter M

TWW 17th February 2026

 

Ten intrepid souls met up on a cool but dry day.  First stop was Cadover Cross for a photocall and then we were off on the search for lettered stones and, of course, longhouses (this is my walk after all).

Around and along the ridge, of Wigford Down, searching vaguely for the first ‘L’ stone which didn’t seem to be where it was supposed to be so we settled for a rather fine cairn and cist instead.  Onward then to cross over the Neolithic enclosure banks (yes I know, everyone thinks it’s an Iron age Hill Fort, but it now seems it’s not!) and out to the Dewerstone Hill Tor.  The weather was even fine enough for a clear view of the sea and the Plymouth Breakwater.

Some very interesting carvings on the tor – examples of early graffiti maybe, though one says “Carrington – Obit Septembris MDCCCXXX”.  – Dartmoor Poet Noel Thomas Carringotn who wrote ‘The Banks of the Tamar’ and ‘Dartmoor’.

Back along the ridge to finally find a ‘L’ stone.  L for Lopes recording the boundary between Lopes (Maristowe) and Scoble land.  Following these through some lovely gorsey brush we then emerged at ………   wait for it…… a longhouse.  Coffee had been ordered but there was no one home so we had to resort to sitting on the banks and enjoying what we had brought with us.

Feeling refreshed we attempted to find some more ‘L’ stones whilst wading through some gloriously muddy boggy bits.  Pausing only to give Urgles Cross, in the distance, a quick wave.  Having reached the road we had another vain search for a bench mark before heading down the road to find the first of the next lot of stones ‘BA’.  We followed these up the hill and visited a second Longhouse (someone got really excited!).

The “Peak” of Wigford Down was reached and another fine cairn visited.  No more Ba Ba stones (not a black sheep to be seen) – BA for Buckland Abbey – not the ancient variety of Abbey but marking the boundary of the Drake family’s ownership of Buckland Abbey.

It was then a straightforward meander down, past the old clay pits, now fishing ponds, and back to the cars.  And onwards to the Walkhampton Inn for another fine lunch.  The weather had been good to us with no rain, but no sun until we were sat in the pub, but we were grateful that we only had wet feet and the rest stayed dry.

Jane