It was a little windy in the forest but we were quite
sheltered. Howard and John, outside the forest, were windswept, I think. The
worst we had was overhead wind noise. "We" was me, with Pam on one
side and Lawrence & Leslie on the other. At the forest edge about 100 yards
away were Nige on one side of the gate and Brian & Jill on the other. It
came on to rain in the night so I closed my tent flap and the rain, sheeting at
times, continued until late morning.
Starting off at 9am, Howard led the way over pathless
moorland to Sittaford Tor. Later, reaching the East Dart River, Brian, Jill and
I waded the twelve feet or so across in trail shoes, about calf depth. The
others, wearing boots, wandered about a quarter of a mile along the river bank
before eventually crossing one by one using Lawrence's sandals.
More pathless terrain brought us to Lower White Tor followed
by Higher White Tor. A path emerged after our late lunch stop below Littaford
Tors, eventually arriving at the road by the Two Bridges Hotel. We then road
walked two miles into Princetown and our campsite behind the Plume of Feathers.
Once the rain stopped, it was a very pleasant day. About
nine miles walked.
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