Back to the north; a quick excursion from Meldon Reservoir to High Willhays, and back, bagging Black Tor, Fordsland Ledge and Yes Tor along the way.
I could not believe my luck with the weather. The Reservoir was stunning on a perfect morning with a cloudless sky. A far cry from the downpour overnight.
I followed the reservoir path to the base of Homerton Hill; as the track climbed, I decided to take a feint higher route, that had me climbing steeply on, thankfully, well drained grass.
By now, any semblance of a path had now disappeared. Reaching the top of the hill, I was thrilled to find an unmarked cist, and a very well preserved one at that!
Looking back at the view, it must have been a person of high esteem that had been buried here, overlooking what 3500 years ago would have been a wonderful valley, and not a man made reservoir. Mind you, the view is still pretty good!
I’ve always know that the route to Black Tor and higher was a boggy affair, but on this occasion, the ground was saturated more than normal.
By the time I had reached Fordsland Ledge, my boots had succumbed to the water. It actually took me two whole days to finally get them dry.
I took a quick break at High Willhays to polish of a bar of chocolate and enjoy the views and then on to Yes Tor.
Both high points of Devon ticked off, I picked my way through the clitter on its east flank, making a beeline straight for Longstone Hill. The clitter was little trouble, but the grass here was sodden, and I must have aqua planed at least half a dozen times before I hit the comfort of an actual track.
Around Longstone Hill, and back to the car park in only a few hours, I was off to my mum’s for a well earnt Sunday roast!