A trip to Haytor.

We took the kids up to Dartmoor today and killed two birds with one stone. We tired them out by climbing Haytor, and then we explored the the famous old Granite Tramway.

We were lucky; a local lady we met said that until a couple of weeks ago the rails were completely covered in gorse but that had all been cleared away in the last couple of days. I was pleased that the railway's points were so near the roadside, no more than 30 feet I would say.