Rock Pipit

Lovely day today and as planned, we went for a walk up to Bellever Tor on Dartmoor. Starting off in a spruce plantation, we followed the track through the trees and up towards the moor. It went to the top of the plantation and then there was a path which bore a close resemblence to a dried-up waterfall. It went in the right direction, so we followed it.

It was the right direction and brought us up out of the trees to the foot of the tor. We wended our way through the dried gorse and young bilberries and eventually arrived at the tor. We didn't go right to the top of it - just sat at its base and had a drink, a wine gum or two and a dried apricot or two. Then admired the view in the sunshine. Very pleasant.

After a while, we stirred ourselves and headed back to the car by a different route. Going through a plantation of young trees, the rock pipit obligingly landed on the top of a nearby tree and posed for a few minutes, before flying off to its nest to feed its young.

All was well and good until we realised that what we hoped would be a shortcut wasn't there, so we followed the track back through the plantation and eventually reached the path which we had come up and then arrived back at the car with aching legs - they certainly aren't what they used to be!

Next it was back homeward, with a trip to the garden centre for tea and lemon cake then purchasing plants and pots for the garden and canes and pebbles for my wife to use with her class for art when she goes back to school next week. A nice day.