We climbed to Widgery Cross this afternoon. This stands on the top of Brat Tor, at 1456 feet above sea level (- that's only a 450 foot climb from the car park).
Looking up to the top, The Curate and I didn't think we would make the top this time - but we did and so did the Lakeland and the Collie.
There was ice on the ground, clear skies and a very cold wind. At the top, I didn't dare climb up to the cross for fear of being blown off. The Curate played with his GPS to check that we were not lost!
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| The Lakeland was almost blown away! |
The views were spectacular and we are so fortunate to be able to enjoy them. A climb like this soon puts life in perspective!
Then it is time to head down, restored and re-energised.
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| One last look |
What a wonderful way to spend our day off. At last the sun shone and we were able to picnic on Dartmoor. We had the river to ourselves and the dogs splashed in the river. I dipped in the river (not deep enough to swim) and The Curate paddled in the shallows (and slept!). We sat by the river and shared cheese pasties and dog biscuits.No sky larks, no sheep or ponies- just the burbling of the river making its way towards the sea. We have missed spending time together on the moor this year because of the weather but this was a perfect afternoon.
