Had the most amazing wild camp on Dartmoor this weekend at Tavy Cleave. The weather has been a gift, gratefully received and used.
The Cleave was stunning, especially in the evening and at first light; the low sun carved deep shadows out of the hills and the River Tavy was as busy as usual, cascading down the steep gradients. It was, however, extremely cold as a quick dip proved within 0.3 seconds of entering the water before hyperventilating whilst scrambling to get out again.
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