The weekend before last our intrepid walking club had our annual Dartmoor trip, a brief interlude between the storms, so as clean & beautiful as only Dartmoor in November can be. Most of the walks on my "most-horrible-ever" list are here too, but when it behaves it's unbeatable.
We found several of the 130 or so dartmoor-crosses, many of which have fascinating histories of dark tales of murder, some were way-markers between monasteries, some village or church monuments. Some may be 1,000 years old, s0me only 100. they range from well kept to remnants in drystone walls or even only the hole where they once were. It's a fascinating area for exploration.
Horse Ford Cross
Mount Misery Cross
The day before we visited S&J who've recently retired to Newquay. Like all sea places it's a different world in the winter, sadly it was grey & drizzly, but very good to catch up & reminisce. A few memories are listed on a previous post. In spite of the greyness, a few splurges of colour always lurk somewhere.
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