Monday, 14 June 2010
A while ago I contacted 'Four Winds', through his blog and he kindly outlined a route for me to try next time I was in Devon.
From the busying car park, I trotted up to Haytor rocks and paused for a while watching a pair of climbers. Heading down to the old quarries I stopped to say hello to impassive ponies. Took an an old tramway for a bit before going off piste to an impressive cairn, distinctive cattle and the unpeopled promontary of Black Hill, where I lingered over the views for a good while.
Dropped down through unfurling bracken stalks to the Becka Brook and then picked up a trod that petered out and came back again further up the slope.
Stopping, starting, pausing. No hurry - taking things in.
Off piste again, I wobbled over a bit of bog then through gorse before taking a look at the quarries of Holwell Tor. Was quite taken with couple of lichen coated cracklines that looked to have good potential for esoteric top roping.
Running out of time, I sped up on the way back over to Haytor and streched me legs on the grassy descent back to the start.
No barefoot running this time...