So I headed up to Cox Tor first to find a few boxes. It was rumoured that snow would fall in Devon on the morning of my walk. As is customary, hail fell instead where I was. After Cox Tor, it was on to Aish Tor. The oft overlooked rockpile on the River Dart's East bank. From up here I was able to spy Bench Tor, where last Christmas I had my own letterbox walk sited. This year, I have chosen not to site a Christmas series. Though I have other plans instead...
Sunday, 14 December 2014
This week: Part 1
I had two objectives for this week when the opportunity arose to spend a couple of days on the moor. One was to do some Christmas walks. Finding a festive series or two provides a perfect end to the letterboxing year. Of course, it wouldn't be complete without freezing cold fingers, exchanging Christmas wishes in visitors books and a hail storm.
So I headed up to Cox Tor first to find a few boxes. It was rumoured that snow would fall in Devon on the morning of my walk. As is customary, hail fell instead where I was. After Cox Tor, it was on to Aish Tor. The oft overlooked rockpile on the River Dart's East bank. From up here I was able to spy Bench Tor, where last Christmas I had my own letterbox walk sited. This year, I have chosen not to site a Christmas series. Though I have other plans instead...
So I headed up to Cox Tor first to find a few boxes. It was rumoured that snow would fall in Devon on the morning of my walk. As is customary, hail fell instead where I was. After Cox Tor, it was on to Aish Tor. The oft overlooked rockpile on the River Dart's East bank. From up here I was able to spy Bench Tor, where last Christmas I had my own letterbox walk sited. This year, I have chosen not to site a Christmas series. Though I have other plans instead...
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