If you’re familiar with Dartmoor, do you recognise this Tor? It’s Hookney Tor! Reached via a short uphill path North
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South Hessary Tor: Bagged At Last!
I’m taking you back to the Moor today, back to exploring Dartmoor 365, and back to a tor I’ve passed
Continue readingEaster Fun And Games: An Egg-Stravaganza
Ok, I’m busy. Hindsight is a wonderful thing and I can’t help but wonder if A-Z April may have been
Continue readingBlackingstone Rock – Dedicated To Alice
Some time back Alice told me about Blackingstone Rock, a tor with a staircase hewn from the rock. He wanted
Continue readingSharp Tor Siren
It’s been a long time since I’ve added to my Tits Out Tor Bagging list. But not so long that
Continue readingFrom Haven To Mail, Continuing A-Z April
Goodness knows where April is disappearing to. I knew it would be a tricky month, which informed the decision to
Continue readingSheeps Tor Exposure
This week I’m sharing an image taken by Loki. My 72nd scavenger hunt location is Hill, and though there are
Continue readingWild Camping On Dartmoor
For my 71st scavenger hunt location I find myself back on Dartmoor again, bagging another tor in my tits out
Continue readingBoundary Wall AND a Vixen
April was an intense month. It flowed past so swiftly that I had to throw out a life ring in
Continue readingRunning Reset
I don’t remember the last time I went running on the moor. I’m tempted to say it was the weekend
Continue readingLife is Swell
You know, it’s true what they say. Life is swell, fantastic, wonderful and amazing! Not all the time, for sure,
Continue readingSinful Scavenging
It seems my exhibitionism runs deep… But does exposing myself at a church mean I am sinful in my scavenging?
Continue readingA place is only as good as the people in it
It has been an interesting time over the last couple of months. Lockdown has been, generally, very positive. I consider
Continue readingQueen of the hill
On a windy Dartmoor day in March I met a new photographer for a test shoot. How did I become
Continue reading#Boobday Transmission.
It was cold, wet and windy, a foggy December evening on dartmoor. Under the frame of the transmission tower that
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