Out of the northern hills and south I headed, way down south and west. Dartmoor. 4 Days of wilderness and hiking. Heaven!
Dartmoor, in Devon is an area that has National Park status. Hill upon hill which in these parts are called Tors. Each Tor rises up with ancient stone. In fact the archaeological significance of Dartmoor is seen all over as you wander. Stone circles are in abundance, granite touched by the bronze age and even the famous semi feral ponies running around go back centuries. Many a story has Dartmoor as the backdrop, perhaps you may have heard of Hound of the Baskervilles featuring Sherlock Holmes. It is worth a visit just to cover these and many other stories both ancient and modern.
I wanted to start with variety and wow did I get it! This morning I set off to discover Lydford Gorge. A wonderful place.
The deepest gorge in south west England and so out of the way and wooded that you do not know you are there until you are in it really. The peace was quite something. I am here mid week but in July and I think on the whole circular I met only 3 other people. Dense natural woodland, the only sounds you hear are birds singing in the trees and the gushing of water as you near the falls.
It is a 3 mile circular walk but at the half way point you are treated to the spectacular White Lady Waterfall falling 90 feet down.
On the return leg you clamber and walk along the rivers edge deep in the gorge. A great place to be and the distance made me think it would be a perfect adventurous family walk, or even with the dog. I kept thinking Monty and Jasmine would have loved it here.
For the afternoon I simply just had to venture onto the moor proper and get a taste of what is to come. I parked up and wandered up the nearest Tor. Within minutes the ponies could be seen running around, the landscape of Devon laying before me.
I am so looking forward to getting my boots back on tomorrow to escape back onto the moors and over the Tors. See you there