Well not being overly keen on exersize as many will have guessed ;-) but as needs must i've recently returned to doing the occasional run, the excuse being to try knacker out a rather energetic lurcher cross collie(Taz). Ilfracombe where better to try kill myself off by running up and down hills, those of you that know the area will understand just how flat and easy it is to run around (or not as the case maybe).
It seems to be having the desired effect on Taz, just got to wait and see what effect it has on me, most likely none.
Friday, 3 September 2010
Wednesday evening and work was over for the week, the joys of fighting my way through the Plymouth rush hour traffic was set out in front of me, before hitting the open moorland roads heading north to Barnstaple and onwards to Ilfracombe.
The drive was enjoyable once clear of the outskirts of plymouth with no hold ups, just the pleasure of low vissability with the mist setting in over the moors, driving through the clag , thinking about the weekends walking and wildcamping left me wondering if the mist would still be lingering when it was time for us to head out on foot over the moors.
Ariving in Ilfracombe my first greeting came from the over energetic Taz (the lurcher cross collie) and a brief hello from Louise, next thing on the cards for me was food (I should be fat with the amount i eat).
Thursday was Taz walking day for me with a bimble round Ilfracombe.
Friday soon came and a lazy start was had before we set out for the drive to Belstone, two rucksacks packed and the Dogs pack loaded up with his bed for the night (this to be his first camping trip).
Leaving the car at Belstone we strolled up through the village, past the stocks and pub before dropping down into Belstone cleave and skirting round the woods before cutting through a section of woods towards Ramsley with the intention of picking up the track towards the stone row below Cosdon, only to be sent off on a un-needed detour down through some woods and into ramsley itself, i shall have to find the woman and thank her for telling us we were ment to go through the field for the footpath when we were actually walking on the bridle way that we wanted to go along (note toself to ignore locals and stick to reading the map).
A bonus to taking the route around the outskirts of the moors, was coming across the fairy's house.
Friday, 11 June 2010
After a quick pitch and having packed the tent away it was time to head for George and Anna's, Mary driving this time as there would be no chance of getting 4 people and two dogs in my car.
Roborough beckoned and having picked up our fellow walking companions plus two dogs we headed for Bickleigh so we could join the track that leads down to the River Plym. The plan being to walk along the river to start with and back along the old train track for the the return to give the dogs time to dry out.
Monday, 31 May 2010
The start to the morning was not that much better, poking the head out the door to see still more mist at 6 in the morning was a little downheartening having been fooled by the nice bright yellow glow coming through the tent flysheet making you think it's looking bright out, so crashing out till 8 was the choice of the day, by the time we had everything packed away the mist was just starting to lift and patches of blue sky were begining to be revealed.
Sundays walk was to be far more pleasant, being able to see where you were walking to was a rather novel compared to saturdays adventures.
Nine O'clock and we ready and making a move skirting round the hill side and the a short climb up to Cut hill and the peat pass before descending down to the west dart, looking down into Sandy hole pass, then heading on to the waterfall for a short break and a few photo's to be taken.
From the waterfall it was up past Broad Down and then following the wall along towards Lower White Tor and a view across to the Browns house ruin, next come the strenous 20 meters of ascent over a 780meter walk to reach Higher White stopping here to take in the views and point out the surrounding tors Longaford, Crow, Beardown, Rough, Lydford and Bellever Tor just to mention a few.
Longaford standing out in front of us looking a grand old Tor and one just begging to be scrambled up, the dartmoor ponies beside the track gave chance for a few photo oppertunites along the way, Louise with her camera at the ready to catch the odd snap of a pony or three.
By ten thirty i was sat in the old quarry car park at two bridges, looking at a rather badly parked and abandoned car( Louise's) as she too had arrived early but headed for the pub for a coffee.
Now we really do start walking heading out onto the open moor past the old ice factory built in 1875 by James Henderson and run through till 1886 when the ice pits were filled and leveled tho you can still see today the banking running across the hill in staggered levels.
Thursday, 27 May 2010
Today started with a Trip to the city centre for a few essentials ready for this weekends camping with Louise, one gas cylinder, and a pair of Patagonia trail shoes (ready for the Cornish coast path in July) purchased it was time to find something to do to occupy the afternoon that didn't involve the temptation to buy more kit.
After a couple of texts to Mary a plan was made, the moors beckoned and a venture round to check out some climbing spots at Foggin Tor and Swell Tor Quarries, as usual with these trips i have started looking into the history of the places visited.
Stone from Swell Tor quarry was used to rebuild London Bridge in the 1890's and from the end of the 18th century stone had been taken from Foggintor Quarry to be used in the building of much of Princetown. With the advent of the nearby Plymouth - Dartmoor railway 1823 to 1953 ( horse drawn to start with) the famous Dartmoor granite found its way further afield. Foggintor granite was sent all over the country, one notable example being Trafalgar Square, where it provides Nelson with his Column. Foggintor Quarry had a total of seven circular crane bases.
Quarry operations were substantial enough to warrant building not only offices, but also cottages, a day school and chapel, all just beside its canyon-like quarry entrance. Little of them now remain except their ground-plans, one of the last walls of any height belongs to the manager's house.
A bimble out past yellowmead farm lead to Foggin Tor Quarry, the first of the two quarries we wanted to check out for climbing, as we worked our way through the workings, we came across a group already climbing and abseiling on the quarry faces having stopped to watch and look at possible climbing routes we meandered on through the quarry following the sawdust trail left by some hash house harrier runners, which i had to explain to Mary are drinkers with a running habit, rather than runners with a drinking habit. Breaking out from the quarry we dropped down onto the old quarry train track that runs in a weaving route winding round the tors from Princetown towards Yelverton, crossing the track we then headed on off to Swell Tor Quarry with its ruined buildings at it's entrance making it an interesting spot to stop and look round before entering the quarry itself, working our way in between the two narrow faces that lead to the bowl of what appears to be the main quarry face.
Having thought the quarry would offer shelter from the wind we were disappointed to find the wind whistling around in circles within the bowl of the quarry, so a short stop was had before deciding on a short scramble up on of the faces and onto the top before heading back to Foggin Tor Quarry where we skirted the top of the quarry faces checking out the ample offerings for setting up top ropes for climbing, all that was left after this was the short bimble back to the car to pitch the hex and fit the half hex inner and allow me to cut the elastic tie outs to length.
Having pitched the hex and fitted the inner the bathtub looks good tho i think i will add two rigid supports to the front corners as they don't match up with any of the bathtub hanging points on the fly, one other modification is needed to add tension to the back fabric to stop it sagging so much, this probs won't be the most tidiest of jobs but will make for a usable and comfortable half inner, i shall have to work out where my measurements went wrong i have a vague idea, so next time i think a paper model will be used before production to ensure lengths and angles are correct. I was going to take some photo's but will wait till these modifications are completed.