Discovering Dartmoor Black Tor
Discovering Dartmoor III - Black Tor
It's been a long while since I visited Devon and I am so glad to be back. After a plentiful full English breakfast to set me up for the day at my favourite B&B in Plymouth, Number One, I find myself standing at Black Tor above the River Avon, listening to the sound of the river, dogs barking in the distance, the sheep bleating and cows lowing nearby. It is a world apart from my daily life. Bliss. On the drive from Plymouth there were only blue skies and I feared I may be disappointed but this is the moors - the clouds have formed for me. Once set up I wait for a break for the sun to shine on the ancient stone of my chosen tor. I am at peace as I expose long and contemplate the scenery around me. The infrared camera makes what may be it's last outing for the year as the long exposure counts down. The light is utterly beautiful, this place is soulful and replenishing; coming back to this wonderful part of the country was exactly what I needed.
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