Tag Archives: Dartmoor

Travel Theme: Sky

Ailsa has the most amazing photo on her site as part of her Sky theme. The one of Bonneville Salt Flats, have a look, I’m sure you’ll like it too. While you’re there, think about joining her challenge this week, everyone has good sky photos!


This is a local one taken on Dartmoor a few years ago.

Borneo sky

The sun going down over Tunku Abdul Raman Park -  the islands off of Kota Kinabalu.

Alpine sky

Looking through the sky down to the Alps somewhere over northern Italy.

Sky with a hole

This one is on Borneo, I think the cloud is ascending through a hole in the sky.

To join in visit Ailsa, http://wheresmybackpack.com/2013/11/29/travel-theme-sky/

Weekly Photo Challenge: Layers

Dartmoor in Devon is a National Parkthat has lots of exposed granite hilltops or Tors. The rock dates back to the carboniferous period and thrust through the surface around 280 million years ago. a variety of mineral ores have been extracted for centuries. Now we can see how it cooled into layers all those millennia ago.

Share your layers at http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/11/15/weekly-photo-challenge-layers/

A Walk on Dartmoor

For my lazy poet Thursday I posted a photo of the Ten Commandments of Dartmoor and as Bulldog at http://visitstothepark.wordpress.com/ was intrigued I said I’d do a post about it. Each blue square on this map is just one kilometre but don’t be fooled into thinking this is a really easy walk, if your knees aren’t brilliant and you have asthma it is still exercise.

DSC_0630We couldn’t find anywhere to park in Buckland in the Moor, so we drove on to Cold East Cross, parked beside the road and walked up Beacon common.


This is the view as you approach the stones, looking towards the beacon plantation.  Incidently the Beacon here was lit as part of a chain of fires to mark both the millenium and the Queen’s jubilee.



So to the Commandment stones. In 1928 a local landowner William Whitely commissioned WA Clement, a stonemason from Exmouth to carve the tablets with 1547 letters at a cost of £50. Mr Clement lived in a hut nearby while he carried out the work which took about 9 weeks. As well as the Commandments there is a favourite quote of Whitely’s,

But there’s a power, which man can wield

When mortal aid is vain,

That eye, that arm, that love to reach,

The listening ear to gain

That power is prayer.

The stones were re-carved in 1995 by the Dartmoor National Park Authority. These are some more views from the beacon.

Heading back down you follow the granite wall.7

Enjoy the peace and clean air.


Perhaps a muddy cool down – I’ve shown you this one in an earlier post!


Smile if your knees aren’t completely wrecked!



Find a shady spot to dip your toes in the icy water.


and make sure the dogs are dunked clean!

I hope you enjoyed the walk and learning a little more about the Ten Commandments of Dartmoor.

Lazy Poets Thursday Tanka

My Dartmoor series continues with some contented locals.


 Shelter beside rocks

grazing in peace without fear

Scotch black-faced ram sheep

shaggy fleece hangs soft and pale

soon they’ll fetch you for the shear.

The lazy poet is as much about words as photography, hence the image is small. You can click to see a larger version if you want. :-)

Lazy Poets Thursday Poem

The Dartmoor series continues with a distant view of Brentor and I’ve posted a larger image then usual so that you can zoom in to the horizon and see the church.

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St Michael’s tower atop volcanic cone

presiding over broad sweep of moor

with expanse of green pasture and hedge

and with barren peat soil to the fore

built on solid granite eight centuries past

you perch on sacred pagan land

with unconcerned remains of thirty nine

lying north to south beneath Christian floor

traces remain of what once was so fine

crafted Before Christ by sturdy hands

   no longer standing the ancient hill fort

but in perpetuam it’s ghosts will hold fast

Lazy Poets Thursday Poem

My Dartmoor series continues.

Meldon dam

Meldon Dam

West Okement River

you ran through granite incision

 you splashed your path

through blanket bog

already rendered barren

its nutrients washed away

 by the rainfall of millennia

 Neolithic sapien arrived

when ice age departed

devoided trees to hunt out

forest animals

Industrial Revolution

reached your western land

 rock was quarried

iron path hammered

you were dammed

to quench the thirst of Devon