Walking on from Fernworthy circle...
Very Lord of the Rings somehow.
Our objective now was the Grey Wethers, a very well known pair of circles. Some debate ensued as to the proper direction ( up hill of course!)
Grey Wethers is the subject of local folklore which explains the origin of the name ('wether' is an old English word for sheep)
The tale goes that a farmer who had recently moved to Dartmoor criticised the sheep on sale at a local market. . He stopped for a drink at an Inn and helped by several pints of cider the locals persuaded him that there was an excellent flock of high
quality sheep nearby which he would be welcome to buy. They walked off
in search of them, and through the mist the farmer saw what he took to
be a fine flock. He agreed to the sale, and returned to the site the
following morning to find that what he had taken to be sheep were
actually the stones of Grey Wethers.
Nothing so exciting for us. Just a chance encounter with a Czech chef who was also visiting the circles at the same time. It was threatening to rain now so we beat a hasty retreat back past Fernworthy circle to the car.
One last Dartmoor location then before we head on to Cornwall where we were actually headed for the week.
Hound Tor has a spooky reputation so it was a "must see". I admit I was rather disappointed.
We chose to visit in the early evening when it was likely to be quiet but unfortunately it wasn't as deserted as I'd hoped.
A gaggle of shrieking children and some rock climbers didn't do a lot for the atmosphere and I was quite disappointed