January 20th, 2009

Wanaka tree

Dartmoor has its moods.....and sheep

Last Friday morning, on my well-earned day off, I decided to head off to Dartmoor to try and catch the sunrise. The weather wasn't promising, in fact it was raining when I left home and I wondered whether I was wasting my time. I got to Hound Tor, one of my favourite places on Dartmoor at around eight o'clock, after a drive of about an hour and a quarter. The rain had cleared off but I could still see storms and showers massing on the skyline to the west. I walked up the hill towards the tor itself. Hound Tor, like all the other tors on Dartmoor, is an outcrop of granite poking up through the soil on a point of high ground. The rocks have eroded over millions of years and have been turned into magical and intriguing shapes.

Near Hound Tor, in the valley to the south, is an abandoned medieval village. There isn't much to see, just a few walls and trackways, but I had never been down to it before and I felt I ought to take a look. It had an eerie feeling at that time of the morning and it was very easy to imagine myself trying to eek out a living in this desolate and forbidding place.

From Hound Tor I drove round and took various photos of sheep on the hills and crags, dodging showers as I went.

I hope you like the photos I took. I'm sorry there are quite a lot of them but I think they illustrate my morning well.

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