A super cold clear and starry night. Out from the Fox and Hounds. Across to the stepping stones and up do Doe Tor Farm. Through the clitter to the top of Doe Tor where Terry went down and badly grazed his hand. He was bandaged up as the moon appeared over Sharp Tor. On to the mine with no roof for a coffee break. Up through the girt. Over to Brat Tor and Widgery Cross. Then back to the the pub.
With Terry, Jon, Mike, Pete, Stella and Pete.