Today Steve and I went on a 5 mile walk to Cranbrook Castle, an Iron Age hill fort. On the way out of town, we paused to look back at St. Andrews Church in Moretonhampstead.
Along the way, we passed Willingstone Rock, a granite tor.
This stunted, twisted tree was at Cranbrook Castle.
I love walking in Britain along the old byways and footpaths, some of which have been used for hundreds or even thousands of years. I wonder whose footsteps have trodden these ancient ways. Perhaps they were used more as thoroughfares as people went about their business than as pleasure walks, as they are mainly used today.
Cranbrook Castle is near Cranbrook Cross, an old milestone at a crossroads. Each side has a letter inscribed on it designating a destination.
The village of Drewsteignton used to be called Drew’s Teignton
Cranbrook Castle itself is quite unremarkable and most of the ramparts are overgrown with gorse and bracken, but the location is the main attraction. I love the long tree shadows cast by the winter sun. When we got back to town, we stopped in at the Gateway Tearoom for warm mince pies, clotted cream and coffee.
Looking east to Dartmoor