Dartmoor National Park is an area of moorland in South Devon
covering 368 sq mi. It was my 'playground' on many a weekend
as a child. . . . . a quite magical, historical place, one which I'm
always thrilled to visit when home.
Besides the massive granite rock formations called 'tors' on the uplands,
tucked into the valleys are farms and tiny villages.
I so wanted Jasmin to visit Dartmoor during our visit in June.
Fortunately my wonderful friend Jackie - she of the beautiful garden I recently shared
with you HERE - picked us up one morning and took us across Dartmoor, on to Plymouth
and then Dartmouth (both coming up in another post).
Despite cloudy skies we were able to enjoy views as I related my childhood
stories - such as falling into the River Dart from a boulder at a favorite
spot called Dartmeet whilst on a Sunday family picnic. A close call I was told
when older. We wondered if the same boulder was still there along the bank,
or has it moved down river during sixty plus years!!!
Dartmeet - where the River Dart is so beautiful.
We stopped here for coffee - and Jasmin enjoyed a 'cream tea' - I think
she loves them as much as I do! It's where we were able to photograph
the beautiful peacocks HERE, also miniature ponies and goats.
HM Prison Dartmoor
Opened in 1809 to accommodate prisoners
of the Napoleonic Wars with France.
A foreboding sight to come upon in the small moorland town of
Princetown. It is still in use and currently has over 600 inmates, much changed
from its original days when at one time it housed over 6,000 prisoners!
The whole story here is quite fascinating.
Dartmoor is often referred to as 'the last wilderness'.
Over the past 12,000 years man has hunted, farmed, mined, quarried, and
lived on and around Dartmoor.
A place of intrigue and fascination.
If you've visited you already know that - if you have a chance to
visit be sure to go.