I can see for miles and miles...........
Stowe's Hill is a tor in the south east corner of Bodmin Moor, not far from Minions. On the southern side of the hill, the Cheesewring Quarry has gouged a huge scar where the granite has been blasted out, and changed the profile of the hill for-ever. On the edge of the quarry is the famous "Cheesewring", a natural tor feature.
Of course there’s a story attached but it’s too embarrassing to tell - but if you visit here [ Get back down from that hill which is a designated ‘ dark sky ‘ area before the sun disappears below the horizon ] or risk.. a) stumbling right into a flock of woolly sheep.. b) putting your foot up to the knee in a stream before landing on both knees in the stream needing to be hauled out... c) eventually finding the road but walking half a mile in the wrong direction and...d) seeing your life flash before you in the headlights of every passing car as you try to hold two dogs reined in on a short lead as they pass and leave you momentarily blinded from the light in the black velvety night....of course me being me found it funny ( don’t worry, I know it’s not really funny and was actually serious but I have a quirk in me that did find it funny because I am married to a dour Scotsman who blamed me entirely because he had took a compass reading but I insisted my inner satnav was correct.....lol we remain married but that straw almost broke the Camels back ;))
Btw, of course we had a torch but the batteries ran out and a regular compass plus an iPhone each with satnavs but were arguing too much to remember till we went the wrong way along the Rd..dohh
I can see for miles and miles...........
Stowe's Hill is a tor in the south east corner of Bodmin Moor, not far from Minions. On the southern side of the hill, the Cheesewring Quarry has gouged a huge scar where the granite has been blasted out, and changed the profile of the hill for-ever. On the edge of the quarry is the famous "Cheesewring", a natural tor feature.
Of course there’s a story attached but it’s too embarrassing to tell - but if you visit here [ Get back down from that hill which is a designated ‘ dark sky ‘ area before the sun disappears below the horizon ] or risk.. a) stumbling right into a flock of woolly sheep.. b) putting your foot up to the knee in a stream before landing on both knees in the stream needing to be hauled out... c) eventually finding the road but walking half a mile in the wrong direction and...d) seeing your life flash before you in the headlights of every passing car as you try to hold two dogs reined in on a short lead as they pass and leave you momentarily blinded from the light in the black velvety night....of course me being me found it funny ( don’t worry, I know it’s not really funny and was actually serious but I have a quirk in me that did find it funny because I am married to a dour Scotsman who blamed me entirely because he had took a compass reading but I insisted my inner satnav was correct.....lol we remain married but that straw almost broke the Camels back ;))
Btw, of course we had a torch but the batteries ran out and a regular compass plus an iPhone each with satnavs but were arguing too much to remember till we went the wrong way along the Rd..dohh