From Taddyforde to Dartmoor and back

 Are you T or are you NQT?

 The view from my own personal bathroom (well, mine and the GIANT spider hiding in the bath drain) because Grandpa and Margaret have moved into the amazingly spacious annexe.

 Grandpa's tor map.

 Hasn't he visited loads?

 The NEW Hickling Cottage.

 This sign will be moved soon.

 Off to Dartmoor with Grandpa to visit Tors and have a pub lunch.

 Some very impressive tors.

 Grandpa takes plenty of rests.  Admire his fancy purpose-made boots.  (Second widest in the WORLD.)

 Started out cloudy but the clouds burned off and so will the skin on our foreheads now, because we didn't bring hats.

 This is man-made - some of the structures are thousands of years old.

 Somebody seems to have introduced highland cattle.  (And llamas - not pictured.)

 The Warren House Inn - which used to serve tin miners in the 18th and 19th century.  So named because they served rabbits - still do, although neither I nor Grandpa partook.

 Back at Hickling Cottage - Grandpa's pool needs visitors.

 The garden is running WILD.

 Here's the view of the upstairs of the annexe from its porch.

Grandpa's collection of hand-made footwear.