Dartmoor: The Tors (and rocks) on and around the roof of Devon
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Black Tor (West Okement) |
We were up and out fairly early. If we were to get a decent walk in before the drive back to London, then it had to be. I saved us some time by parking up near Okehampton Camp, at the foot of Rowtor, so in a matter of minutes we were up there for our first tor of the day.
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Rowtor |
I have fond memories of Rowtor. A wildcamp weekend in the area a few years didn't pan out as planned, and a group of us ended up only getting this far and we pitched here. It turned out to be good luck as we enjoyed an early morning inversion. For more read the post here.
But back to today; we hit the rocky track that ran around the base of West Mill Tor, taking a southbound track at a fork. Pretty soon, I could see the oddly named Curtery Clitters, and we left the track to visit.
What can be said about Curtery Clitters? It is a large band of fragmented granite boulders, particularly striking because of its appearance scattered amongst an area of rough grass and moorland. Where the clitter originates from, I do not know, but could it be the tumbled remains of a larger outcrop that is now known as Yes Tor?
But back to today; we hit the rocky track that ran around the base of West Mill Tor, taking a southbound track at a fork. Pretty soon, I could see the oddly named Curtery Clitters, and we left the track to visit.
What can be said about Curtery Clitters? It is a large band of fragmented granite boulders, particularly striking because of its appearance scattered amongst an area of rough grass and moorland. Where the clitter originates from, I do not know, but could it be the tumbled remains of a larger outcrop that is now known as Yes Tor?
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Curtery Clitters |
We ventured up above the clitter, to an observation post and then further south, passing an Okehampton Parish boundary stone. Meeting up with a military track again, we walked to its conclusion by Dinger Tor.
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Okehampton Parish Boundary stone near Curtery Clitters |
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Dinger Tor |
It was here that I realised we may be able to bag a couple more tors today for Rich to overtake Matthew in the leader board. Rather than turn for Fordsland Ledge, we looked south and Lints Tor, below.
Unlike my first traverse between Dinger and Lints, I chose to take the safer route, avoiding the valley cut between them by what is now a small stream. With deep holes in the peat that could swallow you to your waist, if not careful, we contoured around it, gradually dropping where the stream was a mere hop across. Once up at Lints, we stopped out of the wind for a break.
Unlike my first traverse between Dinger and Lints, I chose to take the safer route, avoiding the valley cut between them by what is now a small stream. With deep holes in the peat that could swallow you to your waist, if not careful, we contoured around it, gradually dropping where the stream was a mere hop across. Once up at Lints, we stopped out of the wind for a break.
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Lints Tor |
With Lints Tor bagged, Rich required just two extra additions. I scanned the map and came up with the route back. Next stop; Black Tor!
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Sunshine on Fordsland Ledge from Lints Tor |
The sun broke through the grey morning, and made for a pleasant traverse down through the West Okement valley. Here, we encountered many more walkers, presumably originating from the car park at Meldon Reservoir, nearby.
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West Okement River |
It was a respite from the winds atop, and a contrast to the rest of the day. Black-a-tor Copse is always a treat to wander through, although in winter its allure and magical qualities are diminished with the lack of foliage on the ancient alpine oak.
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A stroll on the banks of the West Okement |
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Black-a-tor Copse |
Through the copse, we had a tiring ascent to what is still my favourite; Black Tor. The granite, the view, the positioning high on the lip of the valley make it a special place. A bivvy here is still on my Dartmoor wish list!
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Black Tor (West Okement) |
We left the last of the three outcrops at Black Tor, bound for Fordsland Ledge. The sky and atmosphere had changed, a mist was forming from the south, and the vistas were disappearing quickly.
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Fordsland Ledge |
From Fordsland Ledge, we thought it best to step up a gear. The wind was increasing and the weather was closing. Standing up by the cairn on High Willhays was difficult, so we bagged it quickly and continued.
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High Willhays |
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Cairn on High Willhays |
Hampster Tor was soon upon us. Rich made the effort to touch the tors on both sides of the track to make sure he had the right outcrop, and then we were buffeted all the way to Yes Tor.
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Hampster Tor |
Despite the winds, we climbed to the top of Yes Tor, where a cairn and flag pole stand, but it wasn't a safe place to hang around on. We dropped around to the more sheltered north-eastern side and began our descent over difficult terrain of extensive clitter.
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Yes Tor (Okehampton) |
We made it down to the military track again, and used it for a short distance, before off roading over some boggy ground to Little Tor. This was my second new bag of the day, and tidied up my unvisited tors north of Hangingstone Hill.
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Little Tor |
Little sits below West Mill Tor, so the latter is the obvious direction to head for a tor bagger.
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West Mill Tor |
We climbed up to its highest point to enjoy the views. Up here, we disturbed two guides with walkie talkies, directing the goings on of a large number of Ten Tors groups walking across this vast north moor in the direction of a posse of minibuses parked at different points along the network of military roads. They were too engrossed in their task to engage in conversation, or even pleasantries, so we left them to play their game.
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West Mill Tor |
We had one more tor left for Rich to move back into third. It was a bit of a diversion, but it also gave us the chance to visit the Rowtor Firing Range Railway. Housed in a stone hut is a Range Engine, which was used to pull a target along the rails, for artillery to shoot at during the second world war.
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Rowtor Firing Range Railway |
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Rowtor firing range railway |
We followed the railway to the point where it turned south. We continued east, picking our way down to a weathered track that meets Middle Ford, across the Black-a-ven Brook. It took us some time to find a suitable place up stream to hop across the brook, the ford being too deep to cross dry.
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Middle Ford on the Black-a-ven Brook |
Once across, we were up to Hart Tor (Okehampton Common). We stopped for a rest, watching yet another party of Ten Tors moving by, their day, same as us, near its end.
The weather never did catch us today. It threatened but never escalated. We followed the metalled road from Hart Tor, up across the bridge near Cullever Steps, and up the small hill to the car, now surrounded by school minibuses and a lot of tired, but no doubt, proud kids.
So this weekend was done. Another beckoned in just five days time...
The weather never did catch us today. It threatened but never escalated. We followed the metalled road from Hart Tor, up across the bridge near Cullever Steps, and up the small hill to the car, now surrounded by school minibuses and a lot of tired, but no doubt, proud kids.
So this weekend was done. Another beckoned in just five days time...
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